<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>Choking on the powder, Diadra's eyes were watering and her eyes were swimming as she was disoriented.  She had no clue what was going on, and her mind was sluggish, making it impossible to judge things.  But nothing was wrong with her training.  She tore free of the thugs in a tremendous heave, hacking up some of the powder as she staggered away from them. "W-what...get the hells...away from me..."<br/><br/>The elf turned to run for it, to escape from the pair of thugs, but the poison had gotten too deep.  She was hacking and coughing as she went down, her legs buckling as the poison knocked her out and everything faded to darkness.<br/><br/>((Fort: 2+11=13.  Wisdom is 1.  CMB 16+17=33.  She escapes!  Not that it'll help, with this luck.  To save time, I rolled the next save...a 4+11.  She goes down for the count.))