The sleep didn't last long enough... And it was still night. Looking around for the source of the snapping, he looked around, then up, hoping it wasn't a rockslide or collapse of the cliff above. That would be... Dangerous. He fumbled for his blade in his half groggy state, trying to get ready for whatever might be coming.<br/><br/>At 2010-05-18 21:50:42, Changingsaint (uid: 9269) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=15252)