<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/><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 lowered his spear and simply looked at the party over his shoulder as it seemed they would be waiting. "Wait, days?" He asked Namiha with a eyebrow raised. He brushed off Zain's hand from his shoulder with a nod of thanks before he turned to face the others. His demeaner had changed. No longer did he seem in a rush to venture forth.<br/><br/>The warrior shook his head sadly. "This one has spent days walking, Princess? That will mean<strong>miles</strong>of territory to search in that jungle. Even<strong>if</strong>she left a clear trail to follow." He simply slung his arm back through his shield's straps and returned it to his back. "Your heart is in the right place and we can scout some, Princess Aishah. But it would be folly to hold out hope for her companions, and endanger ourselves by venturing to deeply into the unknown. A good commander would know this." His tone is chiding, but gentle toward Her Highness.<br/><br/>He looked toward Namiha. "I pray Qas'ama guides their steps." He sadly understood that more than likely her party were all dead. He stepped closer to the half elven woman waving Zain over, and looked her over. "Are you injured? Thirsty? That is a great deal of blood on your armor."<br/><br/>"Mouser! Do not just sit there," he snapped at the lay about. Faru fished out a gold coin from his belt and flipped it in the air toward the fool. "Run and grab those drinks you wanted. And bring water and wine for the women. Impress them with your speed and stamina by making it quickly!"<br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>It seems from hints we are not ready for this.