Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191118230539/@comment-5583506-20191124212121

Kashya blinked. Although she did not show it, she felt somewhat touched that someone would worry about her well-being. Then again she knew that Lysilde cared more about the fulfillment of the prophecy itself. Be that as it may, she supposed it was some sort of comfort.

"I... see," Runaviel said, thinking it over for a moment.

"You will need to find a certain herb. It is quite rare, but fortunately it grows in this region. It is called Syrabane's Dew, and can be recognised by its blue and orange coloured flower. It grows only on the base of felled cherry trees. I will need its leaves, not its flower, to make you an antidote."

"This one knows of it", the Khajiit said. "She uses it as a basis for potions to enhance magical resistance."