Demonic eyes open with a snap. Instincts flair as she rolls out of the way of falling debris. Rava sighs and quickly grabs her stuff that she put under a loose paving stone protected by an ignorance charm. As she dodges a few more falling roof tiles and beams she takes a quick look around confirming that others have left already.She was not surprised in the least, that no one woke her up to potentially save her from the falling old shack. It was her fault for taking such a far away package that late yesterday night. She leaves the now ruined building. "Cyric!" she swears under her breath "...I really don't want to deal with finding another sleeping spot. " Walking quickly down the street she reviews the odd dream. "Get the ring." said the apparition. Normally she wouldn't bother with the rubbish her brain creates nightly, but this was more than a dream. She could tell, her instincts were flaring. Besides, the chaos of this city could not be a mere coincidence. Also, the rewards shown in the dream did have their merits. She walked towards the direction of the Yawning Portal Inn, if one thing in her mind is clear is that she needed a shower and if she was going to attempt the undermountain might as well be near the location of the door while shes getting ready. Flipping her dagger into her boot and clipping her large pouch onto her belt she walks quickly to the inn.