Kharrn growled and rolled over in his cage, "Shut up and let those who can keep sleeping do so," the line was uttered loud enough to address the others making a fuss in the predawn quiet. Lately he had noticed that scrawny Dunmer jerking awake like a mage had hit him with a lightning bolt. It varied day to day on who woke when, but the noise always roused him out of his own sleep and soured his mood. The barrel-chested Orc rammed an elbow against the thick wooden slats of his cage and growled again as he tried to block out the noise and go back to sleep.