Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-5583506-20170130234914

Najiima woke up from her drunken slumber after a while, smacking with her lips and groaning loudly as she felt the pounding in her head. She stumbled up from the chair by Markos and waddled off towards the counter, desperately looking for a place where she could just lean over until her head stopped spinning.

"What was in Khajiit's drink...?" she murmured.