Evelyn tried, how she tried to drag some sort of strength, something to allow her to get back to her feet. Already she had been running on reserves when she crashed to the ground,, her strength leaving her. It would have been nice to say that the voice from the crowd was enough to drag her back to her feet, but any positive benefit from that was engated by the pirate's cruel comment. She had seen Lux fall that fateful evening, and being reminded of it through his lewd taunt was enough to drain any potential momentum she could have harnessed. Already she could feel her vision going dark, a silent apology for failing the last thing that goes through her mind before slipping into unconsciousness.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Close, but no dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: schnookums rolled: 1d20, adding 1 to the total<br/>Comment: Constitution Save<br/>Result: 9,<br/>Total: 10<br/></div></div>