Getting nice and hammered while I ponder the mysteries of life, the universe, and everything. Which involves more boozing and bleching to get the point across. Sitting there dazed a tad as it finally dawns on me.<strong>"Hey now, if this stupid curse was lifted, then I could get more booze! Win-win!"</strong>As such, I apply my amazing kitty brain to the task at hand, combing my bardic lore and lewd stories for a similiar situation, and then applying it to booze logic.<br/><br/>(38 knowledge history and arcana to best figure out one would go about cursing an entire town for this long of a time.)