Consciousness… and a headache

“Hey!”

Agh my head… what the hell happened?

“Hey!”

The potions… That strange feelin’ in my-

Your thoughts are interrupted as a small pebble is flicked at your head, knocking you from your daze. Across from you, you see two roguish looking figures. Two half elf girls who are seemingly twins. One with blue hair, another with brunette. The voice you recognize as the brunette speaks again.

“You get mugged or something? Pretty sure most people prefer an Inn over an alley for napping."

“Not exactly.” you try to stand and find yourself much taller than before. Something catches your eye as you stand. Your reflection in a nearby puddles betrays your usual appearance. Your reflection is that of an elf!

“Huh, to each their own... Anyhow, we’re looking for our mark. You see a dwarf girl wander through here? Apparently, she just finished some big contract.”

Mark? She means me? Uh- that doesn't sound good.

“Nope nothing like that miss.” You say mocking a posh elven accent

“Sis did we lose her?” the smaller blue haired one says.

“No we’ll find her… Geadrin will have our heads if we don’t.” The other says in reply.

“Who’s this Geadrin and what’s he got on ya?” you say, accent slipping slightly.

“Hm? Oh don’t worry about it.” Says the brunette.