<div class="floatleft">(https://avatars.mds.yandex.net/get-zen_doc/251164/pub_5c5c876156acc900ad34326c_5c5ca36b2e28b400adc85552/scale_1200)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Faru ibn'Jalal</span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2444604)<hr/><em>Lvl 4 Human Honor Guard Cavalier</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>56<br/><strong>AC:</strong>23<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+8<br/><hr/><br/>The trio made their way back toward the Green Dragon Inn. Faru made no attempt to play nice with the half elf, every time Mouser spoke it seemed the big warrior's jaw would tightened. He would flex his fingers as he adjusted his grip on his spear in a none to subtle threat to the talkative imbecile.<br/><br/>As the gangly young man runs up to their group, Faru clicked his tongue and looked exasperated at Mouser. Yet once Bill called their names, the warrior lost all interest in the half elf. He simply nodded as Zain confirmed their identities to the youth.<br/><br/>"The Princess sent you?" He asked suspiciously. The Ramh 'aswad's training took effect. His brow furrowed as his mind raced through possibilities. Then the priest took off at a run waving the strange youth to lead on. Faru let out the breath he unknowingly had been holding in a large sigh.<br/><br/>He immediately dismissed Zain's suggestion to get Azzam."You, Mouser, follow!" He emphasized his order to the last man with a sharp swipe of his spear through the air and pointing it's tip directly at the half elf's chest. "It appears we will be attending the ladies directly. Afterwards we will see about your drink." With that he turned and sprinted to catch up to the leaders.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing.