<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DgxiYXY.jpg?1)<br/>Chu Yazhu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1771858)<br/><em>HP 24/24<br/>Ki Pool: 3/3<br/>Armor Class 19/13/16<br/>Inspiration: NO<br/>Stance: Pugilist's Stance (active), Poisoner's Stance<br/>Maneuvers Readied: Flurry Strike<br/>Leaping Dragon<br/>Minute Hand<br/>Dizzying Venom Prana<br/>Fading Dodge</em></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Socialization</strong></span></div><br/>Although she rarely felt in fear for her life, Yazhu was beginning to tire of the long stretches of forlorn territory. She wistfully looked over the horizon, hopping at the sight of the rare barn or cabin, only for it to be abandoned or for the caravan to give it a wide berth as she was told that "not all inhabitants are sociable."<br/><br/>She helped hunt as well. Although not an archer, Yazhu was a skilled shot with a crossbow, and could remain unseen by prey long enough for a surprise ambush. A quick snap of the neck, a bolt between the eyes, a quick and clean kill. Yazhu felt a bit bad at the thought that the elk may have a will to live just like her, but she knew it was the circle of life the most she could do is a death without suffering.<br/><br/>Although Spivey was nearly as new, Yazhu could get more of a feel for her. The masseuse's mind was on the blonde Ulfhander instead. She offered to do what she could to make her feel comfortable, as well as go over some ground rules.<br/><br/>"Hi again Kelda," she said after one hunt. "I wanted to get a moment to talk with you. We're glad to have strength in numbers, and you more than proved yourself at the castle, but..."<br/><br/>"What's your favorite kind of food?" Yazhu asked as she put a finger to her chin. "What do you like to do for fun?"<br/><br/>Hoping to raise her spirits with small talk, she got to the next question. Chances are Ameiko already informed her, but it would be good to have it in the open.<br/><br/>"The Boss and the other girls...we may not look it, but back in Magnimar we were..."<br/><br/>Yazhu made a vertical rubbing motion with her hand. "We made a living massaging men...in a special way. The journey to Brinewall was...a more personal one, but we're also opening trade routes for goods important to our line of work. I felt like...you should know, as you'll find out eventually."<br/><br/>She sat in silence. In spite of its legality it was not an occupation that got praise in all circles. If Kelda had any prejudices, then Yazhu would've preferred to know them now.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, we're not going to push you into the trade! We're not<em>that</em>kind of caravan! Although you are quite pretty, so I bet a girl like you could earn a ni-"<br/><br/>Yazhu put a hand over her mouth. "Ah, sorry, I didn't-I meant is as a compliment! I just want you to know, in case we pulled into town it'd be better if local men didn't think you were for sale in that way-in the occupation way, not the slave way!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Pick Kelda</div></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Jol</strong></span></div><br/>Yazhu worried that their caravan too would be held up on a 'technicality.' Figuring it'd be better to be a passive listener than jump into things, she watched from a distance. But upon hearing Ameiko and Sandra's explanation figured they'd be among friends...<br/><br/>...well, she was half-right. Doing her best to avoid Nualia's attention, Yazhu made her way to Marcius.<br/><br/>"Hi Marcius!" she exclaimed cheerily. "What's going on here? I hope the locals aren't giving you much trouble."