Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200106232024/@comment-5583506-20200108032824

Kashya stumbled forward, trying to spell out some sentences, but it just came out as an inconsistent, deranged ramble about everything and nothing.

She seemed to be in internal pain.

Finally she dropped the severed Dunmer head, and it let out a fleshy thud as it hit the ground. She forced two fingers down her esophagus, turned her head and threw up a stream of black bile, the end results of the toxin.

She then landed to the side with a dampened grunt, having exhausted her entire nervous system. She trembled slightly. Her entire body had felt as if it had been on fire, but now when the effects of the potion were subsiding she could feel the cold creeping back in over her. Her breathing was slow, but ragged.

It would take a while for her body to find its proper pacing again after having experienced such a violent rush. And her mind was but a complete mess, trying to form order from chaos as a myriad of impressions and images blended together. A raging alcoholic would find themselves able to relate.