Blackfeather Woods oathkeeper

The question seemed typical of the youth, so linear and devoid of creativity as it was. Sheogorath thought a moment, but there was no clear answer: "They are different, and there are many that are deadly in the right dose." Not the answer that the youth was looking for, no doubt, but it was the only right answer to give. "And fresh plants work better than dried ones. This thing is not going to kill anyone now." He looked at the herb again; it would hurt if one would eat it awhole, and give one good time to do as they pleased, even to kill — it amused Sheogorath that Atshen had not figured this out himself, but then, it was not hard to see he was not the sharpest crayon in the box — but a herb that did the killing... Various could, though mostly because of the abundancy of their effects. It was what happened with overdosing, not an effect on itself.