<div class="floatright">(https://i.redd.it/k34o1yvcvi221.jpg)</div><strong>Ryst</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2090385)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ruritanian Fort<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Valora | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 30/30<strong>AC</strong>: 18<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Ryst on the inside was just as scared as Clara, but hide it well, unintentionally, due to how tired he was. He had hoped to be able to steel himself for his first combat, or more accurately first time directly supporting those in combat. However, yesterdays late night events made it difficult to concentrate - to say the least. As Gorex, Sorath, and Vartaemo discussed tactics Ryst tiredly stood there looking out at the city. "What if some take the northeast and others take the northwest" meekly adding his thoughts. "Couldn't a small number quickly take the high ground and defensible area while another group, when signaled from the high ground" pointing to the tower "Take either one or the other route?" His gaze then going to Valora and Sorath's wings.