<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Slave_Masako.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lynnara</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP 12/12<br/>HD 1d10<br/>Favored Foe 2/2<br/></div></div></div></div>For the most part, Lynnara stayed along the edge of the road, often slipping into the woods nearby.  On occasion, she would disappear for minutes at a time, emerging later to toss others a few apples she'd found, or a bird slain by an arrow, or other things so that others could share the food she found and not have to worry about digging into their rations.  Often she was quiet, but always, she was fast, her nimble wood elven steps outpacing others by habit.<br/><br/>She nearly always had her bow out and ready, sometimes had an arrow nocked at the ready if she suspected she heard something. and never complained about the distance walked.  Traveling was her life, and it was hardly a surprise that she found her way around easily enough.  Lynnara wasn't the kind of companion that made the extensive trek any less boring - she didn't play music or converse often - but she was certainly happy to point out when there were streams of fresh water or when her scouting skills picked up on a good camping site.