He finds Hlal at the table with the barbarians, drinking gallons of mead, and sharing some of her less-quality stories with them, which, despite the quality, they find absolutely hilarious. She ends a story, and slips away from the crowd, as they begin another round of song, and sidles up beside Draiss, answering any questions he might have; she hadn't entered any of the competitions but the storytelling one, which was still ongoing, and likely to last several more days. In fact, her turn wasn't for a few more hours.<br/><br/><em>Hmmph, leave a place like this? I feel perfectly at home; infighting, drunken debauchery, and the chance to fuck just about anything? My paradise.</em>