95. The Tale of A hundred Nights
Finn woke up on the shield of another adventurer, he rubbed his hand over his face and sat up, looking around at his surroundings. His memory was blurry and all he could vividly remember was being passed drinks until he passed out. "Hangoverrrr hurrtttss." He got up, stumbling until he got to a wall he could lean on.

"Good morning, Finn." Yelan greeted and Finn gazed at her momentarily before holding his mouth, stopping himself from puking on the ground.

"Hi... Yelan."

"Fun night right? Martha made a decent amount as well, only the first round was free." Yelan wrote something on a piece of paper as she spoke.

"Is that so? I'm gonna go upstairs... the quicker I pass out... the better my well-being becomes." Finn stumbled as he walked toward Martha's bar.

"There are no spare rooms by the way," Yelan said as she worked. "Martha's rooms have been packed up for a while now."

"Argh." Finn fell onto the floor, making inaudible noises as he did.

"By the way, there's a mission for you," Yelan u
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