A peaceful night of sleep is what you are angling for and a peaceful night of sleep is what you get!  Congratulations, none of you is murdered while you slumber!  The last thing you would have seen before turning in for the night would be this merry band of bandits raising the drawbridge to the town and arguing among one another as to who got what watch during the night While Kella and Xolkin confer.

A good thing you all didn't do the same and waste precious hours deciding who would do what and when, since you are awakened at the tail end of your rest by the voice of Captain Alassandar bellowing from the main entrance to the tavern. "[color=f26522]Oye, ya lazy fools, grab those weapons of yours we were so kind as to let you hang onto.  There's a warband coming at us from the north.  At least fifty or so orcs my men tell me, though we're having trouble getting an accurate count in this darkness.  Regardless, they seem to be sizing up my town and will likely attack before dawn.[/color]"