Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180306200349/@comment-24123288-20180311220439

"Hum...still a father shouldn't be without a son on a festival night.." The Bosmer muttered to herself for a moment and rummaged in her pockets for a while longe, pulling out various crushed plants and mixing them together with some alcohol.

"Here, find a way to use this. it'll KO her for the night!"