Grogg had spent his entire life focused on the collection of coin and other shiny treasures. Over time, his repetitive pursuits became lack luster. Depressed, he wallowed in his cave bored by his glittering hoard. While taking a mental health flight he was drawn to the sound of cheers and clinking. When he swooped down he found the source was the local pub. Through the window he saw a room full of laughter and flushed faced people. All of which had a drink in hand. Curious as to what this mysterious liquid was he tapped into one of the alleyway kegs. The drink filled him with a warmth and merriness he hadn't felt in a long time. All this time he had been chasing gold coin when he should have been chasing down this golden drink! With his purpose restored, Grogg now spends his days emptying all of the pubs and taverns he swerves across.