One person who joins on the alienage fun isn't an elf at all, but at least she isn't a shem either. Korrin, having wandered over after the pub crawl, lingers at the edge to enjoy the festive atmosphere and prop herself up somewhere after all that drink. When a small, curious elf child approaches, she crouches down and offers a shoulder ride. So it is that she ends up with a happy, giggly wee thing holding onto her horns like they're handles. Every dragon needs a rider, right?

Spotting the very limber elf, she whistles and claps with the rest of them. Anyone who has that amount of skill has full rights to show off, as far as she's concerned.