Corporal Miles Bridgeworth
Corporal Bridgeworth thanks you mutely for the towel and water. It's clear from the man's pale, sallow face that this is rather far out of his sphere of experience as well, if the floor now coated with his breakfast is any indication.
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You return with determination to your examination of the corpse, despite the sudden and uncertain turn this investigation has taken. Probing the depths of your knowledge, you are certain that this is some sort of magical poison; you can't think of any normal concoctions which could so thoroughly devastate a man's insides like this.
While it would take you the better part of the day to fully list anyone who would be capable of getting their hands on this sort of poison- Fairhaven's criminal underworld is resourceful if not particularly creative- you aren't able to recall any who would be able to manufacture this sort of poison on their own.
With ginger care, you peel back the ragged strips of flesh that were once the victim's abdomen and gaze upon the walls of the upper chest. Your keen eyes see that the man's throat is almost entirely occluded by a mass of strange purple, round polyps which cling to the throat lining with unbreakable force. The polyps exude a foul-smelling, viscous coating of slime whose stench has begun to pervade the entire room.
From the pustules and along the body's inner walls run a fibrous network of veiny growths that have completely overrun the hollow structure that is the body before you. Your healer's intuition tells you that these polyps are likely the culprit in this man's death. But more than that, the sight of them jars a faint memory in your mind.
You recall reading an old coroner's text which described a case very similar to this one. The incident was a death by poisoning, perpetrated upon the scion of a noble house by a rival, out of envy over a stolen lover. The murderer used some kind of rare poison whose name and form of delivery escapes you at this moment, but the result in the deceased was the very same state which you see before you now.
The actual details of the case were uninteresting. But the most compelling part of the affair was that the parties involved were all Drow