<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8d/Jarett_North.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Merry </strong><br/><strong>Perception: 12 </strong><br/><strong>Current Hp: 10/10</strong><br/><strong>Action: </strong><br/><strong>AC: 12</strong><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Merry's watch was uneventful and presently she heard Arveene and the rest of the party approaching her hiding place near the start of the track leading away from the road.<em> "Gosh! Are we off then?"</em>She exclaimed a little nervously. The bard emerged from the bushes and prepared to join the march at the rear of the party as the hardened leather jerkin she wore probably afforded the least armour protection.<em>"Wish we knew how many of those nasty little blighters we were dealing with, but I'm sure we'll muddle through somehow."</em>