<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Zd2GjS8.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Bhalar Ahran (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173912.msg8216140#msg8216140)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Hyrkanian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Horse Archer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Leaky Wench<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elokhat<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Mmm.  Perhaps.  No 'god' has ever done a thing at all, at all for me or mine.  We have a word for things that bring only suffering unless appeased, as well.  That word is 'enemy.'  We appease them with steel."  He dismisses the topic soon enough, once Elokhat brings attention to the group of three men.  He does not turn his head, does not move<em>at all</em>, indeed finds all the open oggling of the trio rather sad, coming from his supposedly veteran band.<br/><br/>"My senses were sufficiently adequate to notice the arrival of the individuals you speak of, and keep myself aware of their activities without making it obvious to them.  Apparently, also, to you.  One does not need the eyes to see.  If you wish to go say hello, I will join you, certainly."  His hand fell to the pommel of his sabre, stroking over the simple steel cap, purely functional as a counterweight and to prevent slippage of the hand from the leather-wrapped grip.  Perhaps not the best weapon for a close-in encounter in a crowded place, but it was the weapon that he knew best.  Sized perfectly to his hand, after some modification, and balanced excellently.  Of course, with his bow he could dispatch the three from where he sat before they could rise from their seats...but he did not have his bow.  After a time, he smiled.<br/><br/>"I will let you lead, of course."  The Stygian's skill with a blade was perhaps the one thing about him that met with Bhalur Ahran's unadulterated approval.