Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190929011112/@comment-5583506-20191001153721

Kashya took the dagger and observed its length. It seemed strange and alien to her. She traced a finger tip along the edge. There was a thin layer of a transparent liquid coated blade. She curiously gave her finger tip a lick and shifted with her eyes as if she concentrated to feel the taste and the source of any lingering effects. Having tested a myriad of poisons on herself since she joined the Dark Brotherhood had made her quite resistant to most of them in small doses, so she had little fear that this would have any consequences.

She felt a chill in her guts that began to creep into her bones before it eventually faded. A little more perhaps and she would have been able to deduce specifically which poison was used.

"It is ... or rather was", she concluded. "While this one does not dare to research further without a proper anti-toxin in hand, she would assume that its a poison meant to maim, render the target immobile and exhausted."

She glanced over at Alvoran. "Certainly seems to be working, were it not for the blood loss. They certainly overdid it."