Karn, scheming, what else?
The ninja had seen everything that had transpired, from the brawl with the Quarra to the pale Dunmer losing his eyes. Perhaps against his better judgement, Karn couldn't pass up an oppertunity to jab a dagger into the group's side.
Sitting in a tree not far from the group, the Dunmer sumaged through his pack. His hand clapsed a tightly sealed vial. Normally he would be hesittent to use such a invaluable tool, but he couldn't resist the chance. Testing the air to make certain it was blowing toward the group, Karn snapped the sap to the vial.
Karn held the vile poison away from himself.
The poison was an inhailant, it had no immediate affect, as did many of Karn favorite tools. The toxin would end up in a victem's lungs, and then, given the proper trigger, become corrosive, destroying the target's ability to breath.
It was odorless, tastless, and had very few early symptoms, a perfect tool for an opportunist.....
Just when they thought they only had to worry about a few snakemen and an Akaviri demon.....