Ji nodded before finally deciding somebody else would get the watch, after having listened to the Breton speak. A nice sleep, and then sudden cracks of sound, shouting, everything happening at once! Ji awoke quickly. He looked through his stuff, having lost a lock pick he looked around, hearing the loudest shouts he had ever heard. The Dunmar shouted and screamed only enhancing the noise. And then an avalanche washing over the small group.

Ji awoke again, his bag gripped in his arms, this time it was worse the Dunmar was once again shouting, and Ji was once again freezing cold and his ears throbbed in pain. He hadn't a wonder why he wasn't deafened by the shouts. Dragons seen and the colors of shouts seemed to trickle through the sky. He looked through his stuff once again before looking to the dunmar and nodding.

He saw that some hadn't yet awoken, but he he had seent that the one he conversed with was alright, looking to his left and right he took his bow in one hand and took a breath. He quickly ran past the group as fast as he could up the mountain. He couldn't risk being to late, and chatting would only slow him down. He bolted up the mountainside, as fast as he could. They weren't far from the Greybeards as the sounds seemed to be near fueling him to continue his trek. He slowly began to tire, but he wasn't stopping till he reached the top and helped the Greybeards.