When she felt her cheeks cool sufficiently she looked up at her
companions, her gaze carefully avoiding the platters of food on the
table.  "Does anyone know of a good cure for er......overindulgence of
the alcoholic variety?"  Tabanallis, sitting opposite her, bit into a
pastry and its custard filling shot across the table, landing on her
plate with a sickening "squelch".  J'layah's skin took on a greenish
cast. "Preferrably a fast-acting cure!"

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Elfiran came walking through the kitchen door at that moment carrying
another huge tray laden with biscuits, mutton, cheese, and eggs.  Having
caught the last sentence of J'layah, and seeing her reaction to Tabanallis'
accidental shot, he thought to have a little fun.

"Ah J'layah, the best cure fer whet's ailin' ye right now do be a large
tankard of me finest ale.  Thet'l clear the muddiness from yer head eh
Balefire?"  Elfiran grins and sets the tray down on the table, then takes a
seat himself.  "

Now where's thet Alduin and his bunch?" Elfiran says between mouthfuls of
ale, biscuits, eggs, and mutton.  "Ole Balefire and meself 'ave been up
since the sun rose, oh, about 3 hours ago.  Tis been fun recountin' old
battles and friends.  But from him ah gather we need te get a move on te
save the lass thet needs our help."   

"ALDUIN!" Elfiran shouts, "GET YER LAZY ARSE DOWN HERE AND BRING THOSE
SMELLY LOUTS WITH YOU, OR YE'LL BE LEFT BEHIND!"  Elfiran glances over at
Balefire and sees the great warrior about to crack up.  "Aye Bale, if thet
do nay get 'im down here, nuttin will."  Elfiran continues to gorge himself
while waiting for the rest of the party members to arrive in his great
common room..............