<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Aelen13.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Aelen Quinrona</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13176342#msg13176342)<br/><em>Noble High Elf Duelist Fighter 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: River<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Lhii<br/><hr/><br/>The pungent flavor of the clay paste mixed with powdered clove was far preferable to the lingering taste of the Ogre Swill as he rubbed it around over his teeth and tongue with his index finger.  He left the container of paste on the shore as he retreated into deeper water, making sure to get his back teeth with his fingertip, before dunking himself bodily beneath the surface.  He rinsed thoroughly with mouthfuls of river before popping his head back up with his soaked, tangled hair like a golden curtain over his face.<br/><br/>Peering through the dripping strands, he squinted at the bank, spying vague movement that was difficult to make out through his hair.  He finally shoved the mess out of his eyes and beamed at the sight of the naked halfling heading his way.  "Morning, Lhii...It was Lhii, right?  Last night is a bit...uhm...foggy."  He spoke softly, the river working wonders on the aches from the night of drinking, but unable to completely eliminate the ill-effects.  He tilted his head back to let the ater flow through his hair, fingers gently working to unsnarl tangles as he kept his eyes closed against the glare of the sun.