<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/9/O/C/79OCR/tumblr_ozebriGgTt1wxc6ixo1_500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Pursilla Red Owl</span><br/><sup>Rogue Sniper</sup>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1851486)<br/><sup><strong>HP</strong> 8/8 <strong>AC</strong> 17 <strong>Touch</strong> 15 <strong>FF</strong> 12<br/><strong>Saves:  Fort</strong> 0 <strong>Ref</strong> +7 <strong>Will</strong> +1<br/><strong>Init:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong> Talia, Xemne, Furrier, Rhea, Istavan<br/><strong>Status/Active effects:</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/>Pursilla looks to Rhea and Istavan.<br/><br/>"We need to go.   The garrison mustering will not be enough time is my guess.  Not if this tower has collapsed and now nothing stands in the way of the kobolds from entering the town from that direction.  We can be the first to get there."<br/><br/>She toss a glance back towards the tavern they had come out of.  Would any of the others come out.   One already said it was not his business.   An even as she spoke and  the crowd gathered around them.   She would already be pulling her longbow off her back, and arrow from the quiver.   Her gaze sliding from the door and back to the direction of northwest.   As she scanned the buildings and other landmarks in that direction, which could give her advantage and a high spot to claim a killing field upon the kobolds.