Here we have a drinking hall not unlike how one would imagine Herot in the epic verses of Beowulf.
Great timbers carved with fabulous grotesques support the golden walls and brace the high a-frame ceiling. A series of large fire trenches run the length of center, to a slightly raised platform that might serve as a stage for skalds or perhaps a high-seat for kings. Along either side short moveable benches just long enough for a drunk or two to pass out on are pushed against the walls.
Arthur Rackham was an english man and he worked in the early 1900s, leaving us in 1939.
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