Elin Surefoot wobbles around, trying to find an empty seat in this overcrowded Hall
"Being cooped up in here sure reminds me of the yester years in my underground village, spending my time drinking rum and mining."
Elin Surefoot found an empty seat and sat down, heaving a sigh of relief
"Phew, age is definitely catching up on me, thanks to whoever that gave this seat up for me! My legs definitely need a much needed rest."