<em><strong>Lyna was still rather groggy but she managed to stumble and shuffle along with the rest.  her head still ached something fierce, and she could really use some water.  She was silent save the occasional snarled threats to viciously maim the rabbit humper who knocked her out.<br/><br/>Appart from the occaisonal threats as she moved along Lyna also tried to listen.  She couldnt shake off the sack, she had tried and was almost sick, so she would use her ears instead.  She was also flexing her arms every now and then, not trying to break the ropes, but streach and loosen them just enough that she could slip out of them when the time came for an escape attempt.  Preferably once her head stopped throbbing.</strong></em><br/><br/>OOC: Dice roll<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2012-01-06 09:07:30, cryorage (uid: 1508) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 21 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=34301)</div></div>