Garin wasn't sure he liked where this was heading, but he trusts her. He unstops the vial and taps it against the one in Eris' hand with a clink! "Cheers!" They both echo at once. Garin pulls the vial back to his mouth, then glances at Eris for reassurance. With a grin she downs the vial in one fluid motion. Garin follows suit and pours the neon green liquid into his mouth. The taste isn't pleasant, and has a bitter kick to it. Garin does his best to swallow it down. His eyes tear up a little, and he wipes at them clumsily, dropping the vial onto the table. He looks back up and his heart sinks. Eris' vial once again contains the neon green liquid as she stoppers it.
"Fool." she mutters. "A hard lesson to learn in this realm. Never trust anyone."
Garin realizes his tongue has gone numb. His stomach churns and protests. His hand slaps his chest where the pain is blossoming from. "What... have you done to me?" Garin manages to squeak out from clenched teeth.
"Nothing serious. You simply ingested arachnid venom. The pain fades, and you will become paralyzed for hours. Try to enjoy it." She chuckles.
Garin struggles to stand, using his free hand to prop himself up from the table. "Help... Me!" He manages to get out before falling backwards, toppling himself and the chair to the ground.
The room goes silent.
"Witch! Stop her!" Someone shouts. A male gets up only for everyone else in the room to get up and face him.
"If you want to share his fate, then by all means. But I suggest you sit back down and forget you saw anything." the girl closest to him hisses.
The man glances around hesitantly before making a dash for the door. Several others jump him, including the barkeep, wrestling him to the ground.
"You weren't supposed to be here, but I can think of many ways to solve the problem you present." The barkeep chuckles. "Bind and gag him, we will slip him out with Garin under the cover of darkness." The man lets out a few muffled yelps before the throng of people back away, satisfied with their work, the man laying on the floor, heavy ropes binding his arms and legs in multiple spots, as well as as a make-shift gag. "We have work to do girls. Tonight, Eris becomes one of us."
Garin cannot do anything but watch the ceiling as people move around him. His entire body felt burned as if flames licked and teased his limbs, every inch of flesh devoured went numb and lifeless, rendering any action impossible. While the potion robbed him of his mobility, it did not impair his senses. He felt every hand grasping him and moving him, and some hushed words spoken close, mostly plans on how to remove them at night. His lifeless eyes watched the shadows grow and the light disappear from the windows.
"Let's move."
Garin was unable to identify the voice, but there was a sudden rush of action within the room. Garin was lifted by two people and placed in a wooden hand cart. Whimpers sounded beneath him, so Garin guessed he was placed uncomfortably over the good Samaritan bound beneath him. The light from the lamps vanished from inside the cart as something was drawn taught over the edges. All he could do was wait out the painfully long hours now. Fatigue gnawed at Garins consciousness. All he wanted to do now was sleep.
