To some a lifetime spent uneventful is a life worth spent
This was not a life Talulast lives or even gets to ponder.
“Beam me up scotty” She whimpers while being reincarnated for the upteenth time. Holding that thought Talulast remanises on her last deportation from the earthly realm. “My goddess great Lady Fate was it your will for me, your devout servant to die so undignified in that brawl in tradesburg? at the very least with my tankard full and my undergarmets empty?” ahhheeemmm she scoffs. Being ashamed whilst in a brawl never occured to her as something possible in death worse than life. Though talulast was use to these random occurances happening she shivered at the thought of her tankard being empty.