Frustrated by her attempt at a good time of her own making (was it just her or was the room a little empty?) Sophia wandered over toward the table where Fin had installed his latest victim. However when she arrived there she found a sight somehow not what she would have expected.
Nerindel stared at her as she walked over to the table. Fin's head had gone down on the table without warning, and the elf girl looked surprised, to say the least. Sophia gave her a quick smile. "He'll sleep it off, I suppose." she said. "I'm Sophia."
"Nerindel," the girl answered. Sophia picked up Fin's half finished wine glass and took a sip.
"Nice to meet you." she said.
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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