Hild could see everything slow down as the bridge started to gave 'way, a certain fuzziness to her senses making the whole scene seem more than a little unreal. Maybe she could just close her eyes and she'd be awake in her bed and none of it would have ever happened...<br/><br/>The sudden jolt of almost losing her hold on the bridge brought her back to reality, and as she hung on for dear life, so did the sharp shock of crashing into the rock. Astounded she wasn't winded she quickly clambered up the now-sort-of-ladder as some of her friends and fellow prisoners tumbled down past her.<br/><br/>The first thing that she saw as she clambered over the edge was the unpleasant half-orc lying dead. Or wait, no, she could see his chest moving. He was sleeping?! At a time like this?! She rushed in to intervene. "Hey, you can't sleep! Hey, wake up!" she gave him a hard shake, and when that didn't work, a slap in the face, all despite the brutal melee happening all around them. Sometimes it was best to be underneath everyone's eye height...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Made my save by a margin of Exactly Nothing, fortunately that counts! Got enough movement to get to the guardhouse even at half because this is not actually a very big bridge, and using my action to wake up Ront because if we're going to get shot at, by gum so is he.<br/> At 2016-04-09 23:19:43, Guancyto (uid: 56325) rolls: 1d20a+2 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=87502)</div></div>