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It's animated, so be patient to read all the frames.
For Script to translate, see the first comment below.
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Man, what kind of coffee do you drink that you're always so happy?
They are full of jokes and make it possible to experience adventure anew.
Good luck trying a threesome that involves Idiot. You'd need to explain it to her and she struggles to count that high.
Coffee by the bucket load, but only cheap instant.
However, it's the wine that works the magic. Well until I get to the third bottle. Then things start to get a little fuzzy.
Title = The morning after her celebrations…
Idiot Elf = Mmmnn - Don’t let the donkey do that Lydia. It’s not hygienic! – moan.
Subtitle = It's animated, so be patient to read on
Idiot Elf = Filthy beast!... What... Damn, that was strange. Lydia, you’ll never guess what I was just dreaming about. Lydia… Lydia?
Idiot Elf = What’s this note?
Lydia’s Letter = Idiot. I think you will likely be spending the day in bed, so I’ve gone out hunting. I’d not visit the Companions for a while. It may be some time before they forgive you. Try not to burn the house down while I’m away. Regards, Lydia
Idiot Elf = Oh Gods! What did I do last night? If she’s just gone, perhaps I can catch her up.
Idiot Elf = Excuse me officer, have you seen Lydia?
Crotchless Clive = She went out about half an hour ago. I think she was heading for the Western Watchtower. No Lollygagging citizen.
Idiot Elf = Is that her? She seems to be running off quickly. She must have seen something.
Idiot Elf = Shite, my head hurts! I wonder what I was drinking last night? My mouth tastes like I was sucking a Skeevers arse.
Subtitle = Next Time… Trail of crumbs.