I awoke the next morning, sleeping sprawled over Sigmir in our room, wondering how I had gotten there. My mind was rather fuzzy and indistinct but I rembered talking with the others and telling my story to Drega but I didn’t rember much of the telling, nevermind what happened afterwards. When I started moving my head, I felt as if a band of dwarves was trying to mine my brain for ore, using pickaxes, hamrs and all sorts of tools to crack open my head, without regard for the mind currently inside. That focus on my head made notice the taste in my mouth, it was about what I expected to taste if sothing crawled into my mouth, died and decomposed without noticing.
My groan must have awoken Sigmir, but I could only guess that she knew my condition, as she didn’t say anything, just put an arm around and stroked my head with the other hand.
“What happened?” I asked, my voice slightly hoarse but far too loud for my tortured brain, causing to shudder.
“If I didn’t know better, I would say that you tried to out-drink a troll. Drega told that you might have a terrible headache and that I should make you drink a lot of water before letting you try to heal it with magic.” Sigmir answered in a whisper, but even that whisper was too loud and made groan again.
“Just close your eyes for a bit.” Sigmir told , her voice even softer than before and I felt myself picked up and placed back into the bed. Breathing in, Sigmir’s sll filled my nose and I did as she had told , closing my eyes and wondering if death would be the preferable option.
I heard Sigmir leave the room and return a short ti later. Again, she carefully picked up and placed on her lap, my only responsibility was to keep my head from rolling of my neck, sothing I managed, albeit barely.
“Open your mouth, I have so water for you.” Sigmir told , her voice barely a whisper. With so effort, my mind rembered where my mouth was and I even managed to open it and felt a cold, smooth material placed against my bottom lip and so water flow into my mouth, washing away the sticky, sickly-sweet taste that was prevalent inside. After I swallowed the first mouth full, my body seed to scream for more but Sigmir only gave so much, probably keeping from spilling it all over the two of us.
So ti later, my body’s need for water was sated and the banging headache had abated sowhat, so I carefully drew runes into the air in front of , the ntal effort bringing back the headache with a vengeance. I gritted my teeth and pushed through. The information flowing back into my mind from the blood-runes I used for healing was a little garbled, but I managed to parse from them that my body was in need of water - or rather, needed to absorb the water I had drunk, and needed to break down so remaining toxins. By now, I had understood that I was having a hangover, so it wasn’t unexpected, and I managed to channel so Astral Power into both processes, in an attempt to bolster my natural healing with magic. It seed to work; after quite a bit of Astral Power had drained away, I felt remarkably better, allowing to open my eyes again and look into Sigmir’s slightly worried face.
“Thank you, love. Please, next ti remind to ask what I’m drinking. I had no idea I was getting drunk. Well, at least I think so, my mories of the evening are a little fuzzy.” I spoke, my voice back to normal, without flinching from the volu.
Now, it was Sigmir’s turn to grin widely. “Aw, really? You are such a cute, giggling drunk, it would be a sha if I never see you like that again. But, yes, I will. Maybe you can keep it to ‘affectionate, cuddly drunk’.” she said, her voice thick with amusent.
Part of was glad that I had not caused property damage - the idea of the magic I was commanding running wild with a drunken fool at the helm was rather scary - but now I was wondering just what I had done to cause her such amusent. But I decided that I did not want to know, I vaguely rembered that I had set up a floating cara to record the telling of my story, thinking about using it for a video, maybe as a narration while images from the encounters were playing on screen. That ant there was a second viewpoint and I could check, later. If I truly wanted to know.
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Looking around, I noticed that Lenore was not in her Hallow and nowhere to be seen outside. I asked Sigmir about it and was told that Ylva and Lenore had opted to sleep in the other room, together with Adra and Rai. My incomprehension must have shown on my face, as Sigmir explained that I had made rather explicit statents about my plans with Sigmir during the night, sothing neither of the two felt a need to witness. That revelation caused to blush even more, wondering if I had made even more a fool of myself as I had expected.
“Did I do anything to you?” I asked, rembering an idea I had about two weeks ago, the idea to try using my Mind Magic to learn so stimulus-response patterns in Sigmir’s brain and use them for fun and pleasure. Such experints, as pleasurable as they hopefully would be, were not sothing I wanted to try out without being in full control of my faculties and with quite a bit of research and preparation beforehand to make sure that Sigmir would be safe. But who knew what drunken- had cooked up.
“Nothing more than snuggling, don’t worry. And it’s not as if I’m so delicate flower that you could physically overpower and ravage, am I?” Sigmir asked, making just shake my head, not wanting to get into my ideas to use Mind Magic - a highly dangerous and powerful type of magic - as, basically, a sextoy.
At that point, my stomach decided that it had a need for further sustenance, that the water I had consud was well and good but it needed sothing more solid to settle it, and made its desires known with a loud rumbling sound, causing Sigmir to grin even more. We left our room together and when we entered the common room, Drega was already standing behind her counter, talking to Rai and Adra who sat at one of the tables. All three of them started to laugh when Sigmir and I entered, their laughter clearly directed at , as Sigmir had been in before to get the water for .
“Impressive, I wouldn’t have thought to see you today, nevermind on two legs. You put away enough ad to make a full-grown troll tipsy but it seems you have recovered quite well after Sigmir got you so water.” she greeted , after her laughter subsided.
“To be honest, I didn’t realise what I was drinking, only that it tasted good. Luckily, I managed to heal my hangover or you would be right that I wouldn’t be upright by now. Could we impose upon you for so breakfast?” I answered, eliciting more laughter.
“Sure, wait a mont. You healed yourself, you say? Not bad, hangover is one of the few things I can’t heal, so claim it’s the Gods’ punishnt for over-indulging.” Drega told us, as she walked back into her kitchen while Sigmir and I sat down with the others.
“So, did you have even more fun after dinner?” Adra asked, widely grinning.
“More than you would believe.” Sigmir answered, smiling, while I was busy blushing bright red. Apparently, I had made my remarks not in the privacy of our rooms, with only Ylva and Lenore as witnesses but in the common room, with however many people listening in. Just as I wondered if I would be able to co up with so sort of mind-wipe spell, Drega brought food for Sigmir and , so at-cuts, so cheese, butter and even a bowl of honey, alongside more of her aweso bread and mugs filled with milk.
“There you go, I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed your story yesterday. Not many, even amongst adventurers, manage to et such legendary characters as the Grandmother.” Drega told us, before turning to go back to her counter.
“Thanks. Would you mind talking to about magic, after we are finished with breakfast? I’d love to know more about the difference between what you and other clerics can do, compared to my own powers.” I asked, causing her to turn back to answer.
“We can talk, sure. But I will not tell you more than the educated people consider common knowledge. I won’t, or rather, I can’t, tell you the secrets of my Mistress.” she explained. I nodded in thanks and started to tug into my food, driven to sate my hunger for food before quenching my thirst for knowledge.
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