The Elf Herself writes:
Well, tomorrow Elf will probably become the oldest female gamer in America, now that the woman who played uh, "Skyrim," I believe, and helped players with really good advice on difficult dungeons, and is apparently no longer with us. I don't know how old she was (is?) but I think she was 91 when I was about 80. Tomorrow I will be 88 in real time, while my avatar is past the thousand mark. (I'm an Irish Elf, one of the wee folk. I was kidnapped from Tara as a child, and grew up among Celtic faeries and elves in Skara Brae.) I brewed up some of my magic Elf Ale for the occasion, and cordially invite you all to join in. Elf Ale is perfect for the occasion, since my doctor forbids earthly alcoholic beverages, since they combine a little too well with the meds I'm taking. The Elf Ale will taste like some of my faves (to me, at least Olde Peculier from the Yorkshire Dales, that "Tall Blonde from Munich:" Weissbier, Just about any brewpub beer in Oregon, Washington state, England, Scotland, Belgium, Germany, or Australia, San Francisco, Philadelphia, or Boston. Canada also has some goodies, but I can't remember the exact brews. Prosit! P. S. Okay, I'll 'fess up: I'll be 88.
And I'll wear the requisite purple dress with a red hat, as per the poem. (My mother told me that when I was 80, I could wear any darn thing I chose, style be d*mned. Bless you all.
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