"Oops!"
{ 18. Your character walking in on mine throwing up. }
Hunched over on his knees, the Elvenking retched, every muscle in his body aching with the effort. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he trembled, even as he sat back on his haunches, groaning. Whatever he'd eaten earlier had clearly made him ill. He'd been in pain for hours, and the emptying of his stomach brought very little relief, only a different sort of ache. As another wave of nausea washed over him, he pulled his hair back and tried to will it away, his stomach twisting painfully.













