While my travels through the twisted lands ravaged by the Dark Elf invasion was a lonely trek, I did run into a weekend retreat for frigid witches. It was run by a powerful Sorceress named the Dread Lady Lunira, who was actually quite nice.
I figured this was an opportune time to get in touch with my dark elf roots and learn something about myself.
And teach these ice queens about the power of love.*
Valeigra's party advice - if someone hands you a drink...
down it as fast as possible!
Okay never do that. The 41st Millennium is a grim, dark place.
When someone tells you they are going to 'Fly you like a kite' make sure they aren't me.
All in all a great learning experience! It feels good to share your interests with others. Now who's up for round two?
*peach vodka, coconut rum, creme de almond, vermouth, dash of lime