Bow? BOW!<br/><br/><strong>"Ah, Mei? If you don't mind the suggestion, why don't you share some of your quiver with . . . err . . we really need to be better at introductions don't we?"</strong>A quick break to point out various people and the names she knew of them (Not that pointing helped Aravashnial!), before she turned back to the others.<br/><br/><strong>"'Lord' Gwerm."</strong>And she emphasized Lord.<strong>"That's quite the generous offer, and I'm sure we'll do all we can to get us ALL out of here alive. Don't have any weapons sized for you tallfolk though, just my regular stillettos and my starknife. I 'can' take the lead with a bit o' scouting if we need it. If these caves have been here long enough, we might run into nasty Kobolds, and those little jerks love their traps. Don't have true darkvision or nuthin', but my eyes still work pretty well in dim light. Good enough to spot dangers at least. Just tell me when you want to use me. Till then I stick back here with Lord Gwerm."</strong><br/><br/>She stepped lightly to Gwerm's side, grinning up broadly at him and flashing him a double thumbs up, before pulling out a pair of tiny little knives and keeping a look-out.<strong>"I got our six covered like stin . . "</strong>She paused.<strong>"Silk on a dancing girl? Yeah, that's a much better example than the one I thought of first."</strong>