As I slowly blinked my eyes open, the blinding sunlight pierced through the haze of my mind. My head throbbed mercilessly, a reminder of last night's festivities. With a groan, I attempted to sit up, only to realize that I was not in my tent, but sprawled ungracefully across a nearby table.

"You there." I said, struggling to keep my tone composed despite my disheveled state. "What in the world is the meaning of this?" I asked the man as I regarded him warily.