<span style="color: purple">"Everything. I can still feel my face, for starters, I don't have a hangover... it feels like I've been punched in the ovaries and the tips of my ears hurt."</span>The Elf uttered a string of profanity as she washed her face off and looked at herself in the mirror.<span style="color: purple">"Ibara needs to get her ass back to the temple, I miss her constantly worrying about my drinking habits and being able to snuggle with someone warm. Go... I dunno, convince Ras to give her back, or let me move in, one or the other I don't really care. I just miss my pet."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>