Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200106232024/@comment-5583506-20200108013019

The Khajiit was relentless however, even as the crust formed on her eyes. She darted after him going by the sound of his retreating footsteps. The Dunmer was wise to flee. As long as the drug had the hold over the assassin she could not be reasoned with, and her mind was set on eliminating the very first threat she had laid her eyes on.

Her veins pulsated with power and more froth came spewing out from between her lips, chasing after the man with her face twisted into a livid grimace of terror and incomprehensible rage.