LungDrac
Alana the Argonian
"Get your hands off me!" Kilayox snarled. "Look! The Khajiit's fine! It was only a Calm spell. Calm spells don't cause damage to anyone!"
The bouncers looked at Dar'Hammu, and, seeing as he wasn't scorched, electrocuted, or frozen, they let go of her. "Consider this your warning, you filthy elf. One more spell and you're out," one of them growled. They dispersed, still keeping an eye on Kilayox.
The Dunmer sighed, rubbing her arm. "What is it with you folks about magic? Can you not recognize the benevolent glow of blue magic?" she shook her head. "Anyhow ... Rjok, to answer your question about my eye ... I think I've got a cataract of a sort. It's been getting worse ever since I was a child. I can only see shapes and shadows," she said, gesturing to her blind eye.
The bouncers looked at Dar'Hammu, and, seeing as he wasn't scorched, electrocuted, or frozen, they let go of her. "Consider this your warning, you filthy elf. One more spell and you're out," one of them growled. They dispersed, still keeping an eye on Kilayox.
The Dunmer sighed, rubbing her arm. "What is it with you folks about magic? Can you not recognize the benevolent glow of blue magic?" she shook her head. "Anyhow ... Rjok, to answer your question about my eye ... I think I've got a cataract of a sort. It's been getting worse ever since I was a child. I can only see shapes and shadows," she said, gesturing to her blind eye.