Arlon woke up the next morning feeling refreshed.
While it was possible for players to drink and even get drunk in Trion, their real bodies remained on Earth. This unique separation allowed them to sober up instantly if needed.
That's exactly what Arlon had done after Lady Rael left the night before. Sobering up quickly, he had carried Shirl, who had fallen asleep from drinking, back to her room.
Rising from his bed, Arlon stretched before summoning his copy to take its place upstairs in the storefront.
As the copy climbed to the main floor, he spotted Charon and was reminded of Lady Rael's revelation the previous night.
So, Charon is cursed. Should I sneak a peak with the Eyes of *****?
The thought lingered, but Arlon couldn't summon the courage to act on it. Checking Charon's stats felt like poking at a sleeping beast—it was dangerous.
