Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-5543592-20190919044853

Gvel staggered backwards, sneezing, and collided with the coffee table. He landed on it hard, scattering the books from its surface to the floor, but grabbed the table's edge before he could follow.

"Master!" Guido shot around to hover over Gvel, but the Dunmer waved him away.

Gvel sniffed, wiped at his upper lip, appearing unaffected as so far. "What sort of concoction is this?" He asked Gabriel conversationally.