Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-27666783-20191122085432

Nightfall and a windy rain was a steady aid to Chenguang's 'Ding' meditiation, perched inside of a cattle stable just outside of the gatehouse. Whatever profane substance that plagued her drink ignited a 'false estrous' cycle with the sudden chemical shift in her body. The steady monotone wash as the rain touched the ground, the distant howl, the cool air, it helped suppress the wanton fire that all Jinko know intimately. Only the heaving groans of Bertram were able to reach her thoughts, forcefully evacuating his stomach on the outer porch cover of the stable. Certainly not the smoothest or most graceful of ways to mediate poisons to the body, but Bertram had consumed far more of the tainted contents. Eventually, Bertram returns with a shuffled crouch and sitting next to the wall.