[AckroTheSlig]

Ic: Ackro was sleeping soundly, when the group transporting the slaves grew near where
he was resting. "Hmm.. heh.." Ackro said in his sleep, dreaming about laying ontop of a huge pile of moolah. "This is Grace; we've managed to catch the native. We need somewhere to take it, if you can suggest anything," Hearing this, Ackro swiftly brought his self to wake up, where he pulled himself to his feet - his legs making awful screeching noises from just starting back up after being off during his sleep. Ackro pulled forth his gun, pointing it at the group. "Freeze, identify yourself!" Ackro said this for he couldn't see the group clearly yet, having blurry vision from just waking up.