Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-5583506-20191015181242

"It does, doesn't it?"

She brough up her kukri with a fling and started to peel away swiftly, but ever so subtly that he wouldn't even feel the blade tracing along the skin.

"It's actually a psychopharmaca", she explained. "You are actually supposed to drink it in small sips, but it reacts rather funny when combined with water, creating this foamy substance. In the end it serves the same purpose." She slashed across his chin and away the fuzz came. "In contact with air it creates this lingering gas, disguised as a sweet, almost intoxicating scent, which will affect the mind of nearby individuals. It makes them more ... docile and complicit to do whatever you want them to. Or give away answers that you seek."

Her shaving was quick with almost violent moves and slashes of the blade, yet not a single stroke even touched a blood vessel or left any cut into his skin. "Don't worry though. The effect depends on just how much of it you took. And it doesn't last for very long. The more potion you drink, the more of the gas it produces, and the more meek and obedient you will find people to be."