Searos sprang to his feet as fast as he could manage, sweeping his Greatsword from it's position on the wall, having it in his hands and steady as he came to a ready position. "I'm really glad I learned to sleep in my chain.", he thought.<br/><br/>(( Roll Result: Spectfade rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 19,<br/>Total: 20 ))