By the time Oratha reached where the bandits had ambushed her, it was nearly pitch-black, and the thugs themselves were nowhere to be found.  Chances are they wouldn't try anything this late at night; ambushes in the dark work well when the ambusher can still see the target, but considering humans had relatively poor night vision, chances were good that any potential targets would be able to see the bandits better than the bandits could see them.<br/><br/>She saw no one else on the road as she continued to the city, likely because as predicted, the gates were closed.  There were plenty of places near the gates to hide long enough to rest until morning, at least, and Oratha had no problems keeping herself hidden.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, her night was anything but restful.  The piercings continued to vibrate through the night, teasing her constantly.  This would probably have been bearable in a normal bed, but lying out in the wilderness without any sort of clothing to protect her was a challenge by itself.  By the time morning came, Oratha felt more tired than she was when she went to sleep.<br/><br/>Still, the sun was rising, and she could hear the sound of the gate opening in the distance, giving her a chance to enter the city.<br/><hr/>Oratha is Fatigued until she can get a proper night's rest.