You cannot help but wake with a jolt. The feeling of one's eyes watching you whilst you rest is normal, but what isn't is High harper holding two weapons out. Yet, she's not going to attack, more as if she was prepared to defend herself.

"Dark dreams?" She asks. "I think I can guess. Visions of blood on your hands. The blood in your veins perhaps."

She shifts her weight, reading every movement. Are you going to attack or be peaceful with this confrontation. You two have not much issue with each other these past few months... but...

"For all the gifts Bhaal's children inherent, a peaceful night's rest is not one of them."