At a debilitated house in the middle of a small town west of the imperial city, a man kicked the door open and staggered into the small kitchen causing a raucous. He tripped on everything in that kitchen as he cursed under his breath. From his behaviour alone one could tell he was drunk as a skunk but somehow he managed to find his way home.
Having fallen so many times he finally gave up after bumping into the table. He lay on the floor chuckling like he had lost his mind. His vision was slowly getting blurry falling into a deep slumber but before his vision darkened he saw a woman dressed in a dark green robe embroidered at the hem with gold leaf patterns.
She crouched down before him and observed him as though studying a fat pig at the market. Her lustrous green hair hung down shimmering under the faint moonlight. "So pretty," he mumbled as he reached out to touch it but he started seeing doubles and could only touch air.
