Two Rivers Isle Mother, grab the camera!

Pyro squeaked as he felt his tummy grumble, rumble and bloat, and everything around him suddenly started looking brighter. He wished he hadn't eaten that flower, that stupid blue flower that tasted terrible, but he couldn't go back now... Or could he?

He started heaving at some point, way after the drool became bubbly, but the puke did not come until way after he lost consciousness. It was green and slimy, free from any solid contents other than the remains of blue flower Pyro had ingested, but he hadn't invoked it willingly. He was flat on the ground, curled on himself as his body did what it had to do to survive, but if he didn't get any help any residues of the plant inside him could mean death.