<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/9d669a0179ca4ed63450a813b0b79abb/tumblr_open0qFys51utyn51o8_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Lhii (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13177338#msg13177338)</strong><br/><em>Halfling ranger 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her inn room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Solo, maybe Aelen<br/><hr/><br/>As the night went on, Lhii's head began to spin. She didn't particularly mind; she rather enjoyed the experience of drunkenness. The way to made her feel<em>light</em>, the wobbly sensation, and the warm flush that filled her cheeks. Thankfully for the little savage's limited funds, not only was she a lightweight, but also half the size of a normal person. It went to her head quickly because it didn't have to travel so far!<br/><br/>It was a swirl of activity - there was a snake, and singing, and she found out what someone's earlobe tasted like - was it Andrea? Aelen? Maybe the goblin, she doesn't remember, just that whoever it was made a<em>very interesting</em>noise when she gave the ear a playful tug. before she was ready though, the drunken halfling was on her feet - all three of them, no wait, two, two feet. And being helped up the stairs. Whoever it was she was using for support had a skinnier behind than Yira, and no tail. Aelen? Was Hyscrown helping her to bed?<em>There's</em>a thought. Before she reached her door, Lhii was a mess of giggles, telling her helper the joke - in the burbling halfling tongue, interspersed with wide gestures that threatened to topple Lhii.<br/><br/>Once she was inside and the door closed, there was a moment of confusion -<em>wait, where is everyone?</em>Then she remembered. Maybe they wanted more company? No, she was beginning to feel a little tired. But not so tired that she couldn't poke around. Each drwaer of the writing desk was pulled out and examined, its contents arranged and re-arranged. She clambered into the armoire, to see if the stories about portals in the back were true - her bumped nose suggested otherwise. Climbing out sent her to all fours on the floor with a quiet thump, and she didn't bother getting back up; two legs bad, four legs good. Especially when you're drunk. She crawled this way over to the chest, but rather than open it, she used it as a climbing aid to get onto the bed, flopping with a soft rowl into the sparse bedclothes.<br/><br/>For a good while she just lay there, already on the verge of sleep. Until it dawned on her that she was not comfortable. No amount of squirming or turning seemed to help. It took her a few moments to realize the problem; she was still wearing her doeskin dress! With a frustrated noise, she sat up, and began unlacing the garment. It was slow going, since her fingers were feeling uncooperative, but eventually it was loose enough that she could slip it off and kick the dress to the floor. She lay there, arms and legs akimbo and enjoying the feel of cool bedsheets against the naked skin of her back and limbs.<div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0b9df907c570d3382288ad7a793c8461/tumblr_oqaj78hQPI1tk4029o1_250.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Try as she might though, sleep wouldn't come. She squirmed aroudn a bit more, letting her mind wander back to earlier that night. Her hand, resting idle on her stomach, began to creep lower; she knew one certain way to work off some of the sleepless energy. her fingers brushed through the short golden curls, then lower over her soft warm mound, until...<br/><br/>When she was done, she was resting with her rump in the air, gently petting herself still. But now? Now the inn room felt annoyingly warm. She made a frustrated growl and drew her fingers away, cleaning them with her mouth as she slid off the bed, and started towards the window.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Morning found the naked halfling sleeping on the western roof, tucked against a gable; she didn't mind the roughness of the roof shakes, and the moss on them made them a little softer than you might think. With careful balance, she got to her feet, stretching and scratching a little. The night had been cool, but the previous night's drinking and... exercise had left her feeling more than a little in need of a bath. With a quick stop back into her room to collect her garments, she was again out the window, strolling towards the river she had seen, heedless of her nudity.