<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/><br/><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 trudged along beside Zain as they followed the trail to the half elf. "I am sick of the smell of salt and damp." The warrior grumbled as he paused to overlook the sea. The waves rhythmically crashing against the surf in the background. "There." Faru jerked his spear tip toward the half elf as they spied the blonde man reliving himself off a boulder into the wind.<br/><br/>He glanced to Zain."Is he simple? Only fools piss INTO the wind..." Faru did not bother to lower his voice. His eyes narrowed and mouth twisted in disgust.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing.