"No idea. I've seen them before, but they were carved not glowing. They've disappeared though, so-"

It is at this moment, ignoring the bodies for the first time and actually looking at someone else, that she noticed the marks hadn't vanished. She covered her face with one hand and made an angry little sound at the back of her throat.

She had one. She didn't even have to look, she just [i]knew[/i]. "Oh you bastard." She said to the orc corpse. "I told you to tell me what this was, but nooooooooo, you had to pick that moment to flop over. Couldn't just make this easy, huh? Could you!" She leaps up and swings her leg back to kick the body, but then catches herself. She diverts course and slams her boot into the underside of someones seat. Once. Twice, Three times. Then she growls, then she sighs, and hangs her head and counts to ten.

There had been so much she planned to do today.


Regaining her composure she looked up again, rubbing her temples. "If you're worried about that smoke I'd go to a Thaumaturgist before a doctor. If there was something normal harmful in that smoke you'd be feeling it by now, either in your head or your nose. I don't have the skills to say whether something magic has been done to you."