Aeroz, Elf Expert

Eww, gross

Casually drawing a rapier, Aeroz pokes in the vomit, trying to hook the glint of gold onto the finely crafted blade. If he does not have any luck, he will try and drag it out with his boot.

"Well, the bracelet was an interesting experience. This could be a useful little trinket. Now, lets see what's in this pile of spew..."

[ooc: Just for reference, what do I call the bracelet for the sake of my inventory. I'm going with bracelet of floatyness.]