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An owl was disturbed from his daily slumber by loud slurred singing. As the owl pokes his head out of his hollow he finds a Satyros sitting at the base of the tree as she swigs from a bottle of wine.

"Hi Ms *hic* Care to join me for a drink?" The Satyros asks the Owl mistaking it for a Owl Mage due to her drunken state.

"Hoot!"

"What?, I've *hic* only had half a bottle" she says with a drunken smile while holding her bottle of wine aloft and dispite the countless empty bottles that lay scattered around her.

"Hoot!"

"Who *hic* are you calling a liar!?" the Satyros asks indignantly to the owl who now only stares at her with an unamused look.