Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20150404235816/@comment-29458028-20150407082635

Charles never felt the urge to sleep at all. Being a bit of a snake, he could be active 24/7 if he wanted, with sleep being an optional pastime. He just sat against the wall, slowly cleaning his sword, which didn't really need the cleaning.

Once everyone actually drifted off, the tranquility would be enjoyable. Charles closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. It was as restful as sleep, but he at least could break out of it faster and respond to anyone trying to mess with him.