<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hTsTntr.jpg)</div><strong>Azh</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314507.msg15218250#msg15218250)<strong>uila</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2085549)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ruritanian Fort<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Gorex, GM<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 97/97<strong>AC</strong>: 17<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Unarmored Defense<br/><hr/><br/>Azhuila was wandering through the camp, remaining mostly unseen as she slithered past the corridors of the fort. Like all the other guardians, she had been summoned to this world in order to help this faction as some kind of weapon? She didn't really care. The hunt was near and blood would be spilled. She could barely hold back the thrill. Some distraction was required, though she hardly believed these mortal men would provide her any diversion.<br/><br/>Then she spotted a familiar face,...or snout. The giant brute was in the middle of demanding something from a group of mortal soldiers hanging out by one of the many campfires. A keg? Mistress had told them both to bring no harm to the mortals. Even from this distance, Azhuila could tell the horned spirit was barely holding its rage at bay. Though she too knew the predatory fury, the aquatic leopard was probably the calmer of the two. Their mistress probably wouldn't appreciate them causing trouble or even a fight in the camp. So she decided to move over and diffuse the situation, grabbing a similar looking keg from one of the other camp spots.<br/><br/>"Hey there, leave them be." She announced, slithering next to the hulking barbarian while tapping the keg she just swiped. "Come with Azhuila. Lets us drink and keep each other company, yes? Maybe last night before battle. Could even look for our little summoner, let her make more delicious cries when rutting her together like first time."