Sophia giggled with Annun at HerenIstarion's aggrieved remark. As Fin turned around to see what the commotion was about the perceptive H-I remarked, "At least one of you smells like a walking hangover yourselves..."
Sophia tried her best to look angelic as Fin recounted the first drinking contest aloud. Trying to change the subject she quickly turned to Annun to ask who she thought would make the "Worst Dressed List". After consideration Sophia decided to nominate Pio's wargs, suddering at the thought of their doggy bowties.
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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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