<div class="floatleft">(https://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Sabri.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sabri<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>HP:</strong>8 / 10<strong>AC:</strong>16 (T: 13, FF: 13)<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Observing.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Enlil, Evelyn, NPCs<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sabri nods slightly. The smile still doesn't quite touch her eyes, but either she's already adjusting to the difference in stench, or Maltum's slight change in demeanour is noted and appreciated. She remains silent, listening to the answers, adding them to an internal file labeled 'Goblins', for later perusal, and some concern. What he's already said.. none who have gone in have come back? Sabri isn't sure she likes the implications, and some of that shows in her expression.<br/><br/>"We should not stray too far." She murmurs to Evelyn, as she checks the string on her crossbow, and the collection of bolts in her quiver. "I get the impression we are either dealing with large numbers, or large cunning.. and I am in no hurry to discover which it is." These people have been easy prey, but Sabri's not sure she should be taking the goblins for granted, even so. Some of the old stories are starting to come back, and she looks... concerned.<br/><br/>