Osvaldus grits his teeth at that, trying to push to his feet before it goes to his head, trying to stumble towards the door and shake off that green haze, hand reaching out to grab at his dagger on the shelf--but he's too tired, and it's enough to drag him to the floor, fingers just slipping away from the handle of the dagger as he sinks down into unconsciousness]
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Osvaldus grits his teeth at that, trying to push to his feet before it goes to his head, trying to stumble towards the door and shake off that green haze, hand reaching out to grab at his dagger on the shelf--but he's too tired, and it's enough to drag him to the floor, fingers just slipping away from the handle of the dagger as he sinks down into unconsciousness]