Auriel quietly returns to inspect the carnage of the party from the night before. Dawn has risen on the field and a cool grey mist swirls around bundles of clothes upon the ground, curled below the trees. On closer inspection she discovers they are creatures, some known to her and some not. In the centre, miraculous in her ability not to fall over the sleeping hordes is Galadriel, spinning and still consuming that magic wine. Somewhere she can faintly hear the sound of the Beatles which has her slightly perplexed, although not as much as The Smiths reforming for the party which is being muttered about by a bundle of rags quite close to her feet. "Strange," she thinks "I met Johnny Marr a couple of months back and he never mentioned it."
The table is now devoid of food and is actually being slept upon by 3 orcs and a rather sparkly dragon. She retrieves the plate her cheesecake arrived on and begins to climb over the sleeping guests to see if she can find any of her friends from last night.
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