RPG on the Portal.

Suddenly, some elf grabs your hand... a quick jab, and you realize that you've been injected with something (and your magic has been blocked). The elf picks you up and carries you somewhere...
Half an hour later, you come to and realize that you can't even cast the simplest spell. You are, apparently, somewhere underground... And in the corner lies a full bottle of something (you can't see what it is). You are tied to the wall... with flimsy ropes.
What do we do??? (That one)

I look around in confusion... The last thing I remember is a tall, pointy-eared figure... Why did he do this? Well, maybe this is just another test of fate? At least my staff and arrows are still with me. If they wanted to harm me, they would have taken everything. And untying the ropes is not difficult. A couple of minutes, a bit of natural dexterity - and VOILA!
I look around... It's dark here. Well, let's see... a bottle, you say? Hmm... Trying unfamiliar liquids is always risky. Fortunately, my knowledge will help me figure it out quickly. It's a shame that sunlight doesn't penetrate here - that would have made it easier to identify. But never mind - the phosphorescent green light from the fletching of the arrows will be enough.
After spending about 10 minutes examining the bottle, I conclude that it is just wine from elven cellars, but with strange additives. I decide to save the bottle - it doesn't seem like this is the work of elves! Someone else is behind this, undoubtedly.