<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Taluya.png~original)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Taluya Wevetasun</strong></span><br/><strong>Class:</strong>Remedial<br/><strong>Qualities:</strong>Smaller than she thinks she is. Subscriber to<em>Pigeon Fancy</em>; thinks it's a recipe magazine<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Taluya's poking around had finally clued her in to what the array of arms was supposed to do. So far as she could figure, it was needlessly complex. She looked out over the deck towards Aaron, about to call out something, when she noticed the tension in the four marines Sarafina had brought with her. Taluya's eyes narrow.<strong>"<em>Kah</em>, they ain't the brightest bunch,"</strong>she mumbles to herself.<br/><br/>She took advantage of the ballista's apparatus to block her from view (Stealth: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=72154)) as she took the bow from her back. Placing the lower nock on the wood of the deck, she bent the bow around the back of her thigh, slipping the loop of waxed linen braid on the upper nock. When she relaxed her arms and leg, the string gave a soft hum as the powerful tension caused by the wood and horn and sinew it was bound to pulled it taut.<br/><br/><em>Let them draw steel</em>, she thought to herself with a grim little smile