"Well, if you'd like to wake up the next morning, I'd suggest not taking more than half a vial of sleeping draught at a time. That's the red one there." Orla pointed into the carton. There were three colours; red, murky green, and a dark yellow. The green one was a bit chunky, but that was simply the nature of that particular pain killer.
Orla flopped down in a chair, short robe flying up until she smoothed it down once more. "The pain killers I made stronger because with the way you've been taking the others, you'll have an immunity to them eventually. Those with an immunity are generally the first to get themselves into nasty situations... taking too much for the same feeling. No more than a third of the vial for the green and yellow, and no more than four times in a twenty four hour span, else I'll be seeing you back up at the shack. Don't mix them either. The ingredients aren't meant to clash."