Kytana smirked as she brought that fifth bottle to her lips again, taking a long sip. "You met him. He did have a bit of arrogance to him, I think he'd be perfectly alright with me drinking myself into oblivion." With a sigh she squared her shoulders and set the bottle down. "If only a door would open to our universe. Before Taris was destroyed then I could get some proper ale." Not that it tasted good, but it had been good at wiping out a memory or two.
"Meditation isn't doing me any good." That might have been the understatement of the year.