<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/><br/><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/>Faru waved away the sailor's thanks before he plodded along behind the others toward the inn. At least until the princess's spell wore off in a few minutes, his magically enhanced size allowed him a better view of the frontier town. What little there was to it. Azzam dutifully followed behind it's master. The stallion's ears swiveling back and forth in the unfamiliar environment.<br/><br/>While Aishah and Zain formulated plans for a permanent domicile with the magi, Faru's eyes scanned the small cliff top. He was a soldier and servant, his role was to stay vigilante for threats to the princess and his new companions.<strong>"We will also need stables. Both for Azzam and any mounts we may acquire later."</strong>He stated as a matter of fact.<br/><br/><hr/>GM Notice: nadda.