I walk into the city and I see no one is in there. I start walking in when direction when I see a building. It turns out to be a tavern and I smile. Finally, I think, I have gotten to the tavern. I open the door and laugh. I see two dwarves talking. I sneak past them and sneak into the back room. I see lots of beer and wine on each side of the wall. I grab a beer and start chuggin.

After about 5 I start to be woozy. I laugh and relise I'm drunk. I almost fall over. I skip over to the wine wall and start drinking some of that to. After about 2 I fall over and start laughing. I laid there and started thinking about how stupid I was for joining this group. I realise that the only type of lady who would be stupid enough to join this was an Elvish Healer. After that I begin to think about very, very, very skilled elvish healers. 

I then think of only 2 names. Joleen the Elvish Priest and Coriana the Healer. After that I then think about how old they are. Joleen is 300 Elvish years old, while Coriana is only 80, that means the only possible choice is Coriana. I almost yell, Coriana is the nicest elf ever, I know I am way below her league in every way possible. If you did not know us Thief elves thing of her as royalty as she is the hottest elf alive, what some of us would do to even be near her is insane. 

I am so mad at that moment I almost try and get back up, but then I think of something. I think that if I don't try and flirt with Coriana and I save her life a couple of times then maybe she will start to like me. I even pray to the Elvish god of Love that this plan will work. When I start feeling a bit better I get back up and set in a chair. I then think about how I will kill a giant. I think up a plan pretty quickly. I climb up the giant and carve out a little area behind the neck which should make him fall. After I do this I close my eyes and I drift off to sleep.