<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ca/74/46/ca74461b34754c88b8b8c788b31b2ffd.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>Zain el-Neman, Aishah Sabri, Ibnat Abni Al-Faris, Faru ibn'Jalal (and his steed Azzam), Jewel (Aishahs bird)<br/><hr/><br/>Tamaa offers up a genial sly smile to the big guy, Faru.   Then responds to this suggestion.<br/><br/>"Sounds like a good plan, lets......"<br/><br/>Stopping in mid-sentence,  as she looks over towards Zain who speaks to her.   She had wanted to ask it, but had held the thought on shares.   And that is what it was a thought.   Sort of shocked and a bit spooked that the war priest read her thoughts.   She does not respond,  for she could not find the words to respond with.   A bit of superstition kicking in.   He had read her thoughts.  It registers on her expression to.<br/><br/>However, she did not have to respond for Aishah speaks up and gives orders for the men to go together and that she is to go with the princess.    She nods to this then looked up, back at Faru.<br/><br/>"Later be fine,  after we set up camp for the night."    She turns her attention back to the princess.   "Yes captain."<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing