Anchor awoke to Captain Alassander's shouting and pulled himself so that he was sitting on the side of bed.  Normally such a call might inspire some haste, but from what he saw of the Captain's personality last evening Anchor doubted there was much truth to the :airquotes: incoming orc attackers. :airquotes: 

Taking the time to stretch out his sore leg before dressing and putting on his brace, Anchor for a brief moment thought that he could smell the salt of a cool sea breeze.  Something had changed since yesterday, and something had noticed him.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Anchor grabbed his gear and headed downstairs to find out what exactly was going on.

[hider=Flavor]Pretty much just acknowledging that I have spells now![/hider]