<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fe/d8/59/fed859c255ee88991725d2d7ff7cd4c4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Tamaa ya Hamu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2444194)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Human Female Archer</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>48/48<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+1<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Faru ibn'Jalal,<br/><hr/><br/>For her part Tamaa reached down and undid her skirt as Faru spoke,  that they would have to return soon.   Now in her boots and top,  for she wears nothing underneath her leather skirt.     His hands have shifted the leather bustier she wears.<br/><br/>"Then we will have to be quick.  We would not want the princess to have to wait."<br/><br/>A soldier's mentality,  one that even Faru might not have being a palace guard.   For Tamaa as a soldier these past five years even one that is an archer.   You found your moments and pleasure.   For tomorrow was never guaranteed.   They in less than an hour would be going beyond a barrier that could find one or both dead.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:<br/></strong>