Limos

The first seal brought conquest. The second brought war. Now the third seal breaks, and the sky darkens completely. From the shadows steps the third rider of the apocalypse on his pitch-black steed: Limos.

In mythology, Limos is the merciless personification of hunger and starvation. As the third apocalyptic rider, he does not charge forward with a sword, but carries iron scales in his hand. He represents creeping destruction, drought, and bitter rationing when the land has already been devastated by war and conquest.

Where the black horse of Limos steps, crops wither and absolute emptiness spreads. He is the silent death who takes no prisoners.

The Beer

How do you capture this absolute darkness in a kettle? We decided to reverse the rider’s curse. While the mythological Limos brings endless hunger, our Limos Black Ale quenches your thirst in a way that will deceive all your senses.

• The Visuals: Dark as the rider’s steed with a slight brown shimmer. A dark abyss in the glass that leads one to expect a heavy and roasted impact.
• The Soul (Mandarina Bavaria): This is where the surprise strikes. We brewed the Black Ale with the finest Mandarina Bavaria hops. Instead of heavy roasted bitterness, you are hit by an unexpectedly fresh, slightly fruity orange note.
• The First Sip: Dangerously smooth, extremely pleasant, and dangerously drinkable. A dark ale that does not lie like liquid lead on the tongue but leaves you refreshed.

Such power is not unleashed on a quiet Sunday afternoon. The official release of Limos takes place where darkness reigns anyway: at Metal Storm over Luzern - Chapter V!

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Limos, Third Horseman of the Apocalypse, the Black Rider with the Balance. I walk unseen, yet all shall feel me — in the thinning grain, in the silent fields, in the ache that never leaves.