<strong>Name:</strong><strong>Tgamo Mubatsi</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=223744.msg10988651#msg10988651)<br/><strong>Status:</strong><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/African_Warrior_2_by_pieparaphernalia.jpg)</div>normal<br/><strong>HP:</strong>15/15<strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Saves:</strong>Fort +4, Reflex +2, Will +0<strong>Init:</strong>+2<br/><hr/><br/>Tgamo gazed somewhat sullenly at Salimah's departing back. By the time he had turned to Nestor the big man was also leaving. In his home village the night before a big hunt was a time of community, when all of the hunters would come together with their families to dance, play music and pray to the ancestors for luck in the morning. Seeing the members of his new tribe split up in different directions felt wrong. He worried that this would bring them ill fortune tomorrow.<br/><br/>So he was happy when Nesha made her offer. Immediately his characteristic smile returned. "Yes! We should look at the pretty things. Yesterday there were men playing music and dancing. Maybe they will be there again tonight? I have some money left. You can have it if you need it. We cannot spend it in the tombs, am I truthful?" Heedless of the surrounding crowd Tgamo opened a pouch at his belt to show Nesha dozens of coins.<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roughly 40 gp worth of gold and smaller coins. </div></div><br/><br/>"Rand, will you come with us too?" he asked.