I love RPG board games and this Friday night was about RPG board games. I have a circle of friends who also share my hobby and we sometimes got together and had fun.<br />But this Friday I was not in a very good mood and so that the game was better I took more alcohol. The situation was aggravated by the fact that I got a female character cleric in the game. I immediately realized that the game would not be so interesting and in order to somehow have fun, I just drank alcohol. Everything was as usual, but at some point I got so drunk that I don't remember what happened<br />...<br />I didn&#8217;t wake up because I had a headache, although it should have hurt because I drank a lot. I woke up because I was cold. I was lying on the cold stone floor and there was darkness all around. I literally saw nothing at that moment, but gradually my vision returned and I saw the light from the sun, which came here through small windows in the stone wall.<br />I was lying on the floor on my side and felt with my body that I was lying on a stone and immediately realized that I had no clothes on. My hands were tied behind my back with some kind of heavy iron handcuffs, because I could not disengage them. My first thought was that someone tied me up, which means I was kidnapped. I tried to get up so as not to lie on this cold floor, but I did not succeed, because there was something on my neck and this something held me tightly and did not allow me to rise, besides, there was a shackle with a large metal ball, which I barely moved from its place with my sharp movement when I tried to get up.<br />I immediately fell screaming "damn, oh" and marveled at the sound of my voice. I felt long hairs touching my shoulders with this movement. Of course I just woke up, but I definitely understood that it was not my voice. It was a woman's voice and I was convinced of this when I began to speak. My ears seemed a bit too long to me, because in this position against the wall I absolutely shouldn't have felt the walls with my ears with such a movement of my head, but I did.<br />- Hey, what's that noise? Our rebel elf woke up?<br />It was a male voice that responded to the clinking of the chains due to my movements and echoed in this damp, dark room. I did not understand anything and tried to break out of these chains. I heard firm footsteps and the sound of someone's boots approaching me<br />- Well? Inconvenient? Do you think everyone in town liked your drunken behavior and illegal use of magic yesterday?