Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-24696651-20170130170529

Gwyneth frowned.

"I am, aren't I?" Gwyneth asked, not really expecting an answer. She could feel the leg wound was not merely a stab wound - it was poisoned, though precisely how she didn't know.

"He's poisoned me," she muttered. "What a shame."

And with that, her eyes flickered out, and she went limp.