Role

Chapter 19

Malthalia has discovered the dubious pleasures of absinthe, and in it she
she has immersed herself. She recently had a battle with Kassibaz in which
her glass of absinthe that she was drinking from shattered in the extreme cold of
a snowstorm, and this led her to right that last poem. It is obviously a lighter-hearted
work that she typically does, and completely unlike her normal tone. For brief moments,
she loses herself in the battle, and the joys of drinking and singing, and this sometimes will
carry over to her songs.

Not to worry though, her normal doleful nature reemerges quite regularly, and her sorrows
will surface when she sobers up enough to remember them.