<div class="floatleft">(https://db4sgowjqfwig.cloudfront.net/campaigns/14025/assets/369174/photo.JPG?1410498517)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Agira</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Agira ir'Marca (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1010131)</strong><br/><strong>HP</strong> 12/12   <strong>Init</strong> +2<br/><strong>AC</strong> 19 - <strong>Touch</strong> 12 - <strong>FF</strong> 17 - <strong>CMD</strong> 16<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +4 <strong>Ref</strong> +2 <strong> Will</strong> +2<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +4<br/><strong>Stance:</strong> Scarlet Einhander</div></div><hr/>Svetlana's offer brings a smile to Agira's face, partly out of genuine gratitude but also as a reaction to a joke only she was aware of. It was always the ones with the least to give that offered the most, while the nobles she ran into in New Cyre clung greedily to every single copper they had. It was one of the things she missed most about her old home: everyone may have been suffering but they still had the decency to look out for each other. "That sounds great, Svetlana. Your hospitality is very much appreciated."<br/><br/>As everyone filed into the opened gate, Agira followed along behind the group, her hands clasped together behind her back as she took in the sights. She had to admit that she was actually quite impressed with the establishment. It wasn't much but it still said a lot about its two inhabitants that the place even stood at all.<br/><br/>It was Oleg's tirade and Svetlana's much more diplomatic request that garnered Agira's full attention, pulling her away from her inspection of the fort and its buildings. Something about Oleg's tale of empty promises struck a chord with Agira, even if he told it in the most abrasive way possible. Oargev should have done something sooner to help the people that so readily helped New Cyre. It was an oversight Agira was all too willing to personally remedy. Agira stepped to the front of the group as she started speaking, reassuringly putting her hand on Svetlana's shoulder to add an emphasis to her promises so that the couple knew she wasn't just another noble that was going to overlook the problems of those below her. "You're right, Svetlana. We're here to make sure this land is safe and free from threats to the people - that includes you two and the bandits that plague you. There will be no 'tax' tomorrow. You have my word."<br/><br/>With that, Agira's gaze returns to her surroundings, the warrior occasionally asking a question to Oleg and Svetlana over her shoulder as she looks around the grounds. "What are the bandit's numbers? How well equipped? Mounted or on foot? Any details you can provide would be helpful."