Hands buried in her face, Serdra rubs her eyes vigorously before stretching, finding that she's become trapped. Keeping calm, she first peers through the open holes and attempts to listen for any sound that would indicate where she was.
What the hell happened? Last time I let a , that's for sure. she thinks as she rubs the sore knot on her head. Now, lets see if we can't warp out of this mess... Serdra peers through the holes, searching for a safe location to shadow jaunt.
Spot check: (1d20+10)
Listen check: (1d20+10)
Sense Motive (if there's a conversation going on): (1d20+14)