The experiment to give the gnomes some beer has been a complete disaster. This morning they are very subdued and are going about their duties somewhat sluggishly.
Yesterday evening, the head gnome keeper took a keg of ale to their quarters to supplement their feed. However, after he returned from dealing with a pressing issue, they had already drained most of the barrel. The antics that followed included the disappearance of half the ornaments from the flower garden, the ransacking of the already stricken cheese cellar, and the waking up of most the citadel by a bawdy chorus of gnome songs in the courtyard at midnight.
As punishment, I will withhold today's ration of gruel and oatmeal.