Get your reward and sleep.

Hours later, you return to the Adventurer's Guild for your reward. The gentleman behind the counter hands you a pouch of 20 G in exchange for the dripping sack of eyeball. After splitting it up evenly, you all look rather glum at the minimal payment after an entire day of exhausting work. At least you were able to find what could be considered a clue to the mystery of your situation. You keep that safely stored in your backpack.

The sun is already setting by the time you get home. You all set around the table of the dining room while Amara is the one to cook up dinner. She brings out plates of mouth-watering meals--pork chops, carrots, beans, and mugs of honey mead. They aren't expensive things, though it looks as if the elf knows how to make use of them regardles. You dig in, and it's tasty!

It isn't the same as eating what you're used to. You haven't seen any bottles of BBQ sauce, and the pork is quite salty. You doubt there's any places to get burgers or soda. But, it's great nonetheless. Amara seems to be quite the cook.

That night, you can't help but think about the ball the entire time. It's definitely not something you've done before.

What's going to happen? Maybe if a lot of high-class people are showing up, I can find someone who knows a lot about magic... Specifically, magic to do with what happened to me.