<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/81ec4eaef4631891f6cae74bf8399bb7/tumblr_p2iav1FFbu1tk4029o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jaela Sands, Half-Elf Druid (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1456907)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Stables, then back to courtyard<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Muletending ranger, all<hr/><br/><strong>"Mules don't care what state you're in, and I'm not an officer,"</strong>she answers the ranger. She tries to keep the annoyance out of her voice, but isn't entirely successful. This military nonsense chafed.<strong> "If you <em>want</em> to defer to me, do it because I'm a priestess of the Green. Though I'd still prefer common courtesy to deference." </strong><br/><br/>She approached the animals, looking each over in turn. Checking limbs and teeth and even their scents. The whole lot of them seemed damn hard done-by, and it was hard to figure which of the sorry lot would withstadn the trek ahead best. Easier to just weed out the chaff. She indicates to the ranger which of the animals should<em>not</em>be part of the venture.<strong>"Broken hoof on this one; this one's older than my father, and he's an elf; This one is more like a horse-style pull-beast, did someone breed it with a goat? And I'm pretty sure this one actually <em>is</em> a goat."</strong>She huffed a little.<strong>"Go ahead, get the rest of them ready..."</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Handle Animal</div><div class="spoiler_body">   At 2018-03-05 02:56:19, jaela (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20a13 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=115139)</div></div><br/><br/><strong>"And Ranger,"</strong>she calls over her shoulder.<strong>"If you get a moment with him, maybe let your Master Sergeant know that "sirrah" isn't a fancy way of saying "sir." </strong>The corner of her pert lips turns upwards in a smirk.<strong>"He just spent a minute and a half addressing the captain and Sir Pallam like they were little boys."</strong>That said, she strode out of the stables, back to the expedition's core group, addressing them.<strong>"If everything is set, we ought to see about getting some travel done before the sun gets too high."</strong>