<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ca/74/46/ca74461b34754c88b8b8c788b31b2ffd.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Tamaa ya Hamu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2444194)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Human Female Archer</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>48/48<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+1<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Twin Oxenbridge, Zain el-Neman, Aishah Sabri, Ibnat Abni Al-Faris, Faru ibn'Jalal (and his steed Azzam), Jewel (Aishahs bird)<br/><hr/><br/>The archer plops back down in a seat.   Shakes her head,  the wine she's holding draws it to her lips and takes a drink.   Her gaze goes over to Zain and then Faru.   Then to the princess.   She then sets the wine down.   Leans in closer to them.  In a very low voice she speaks.<br/><br/>"Then we will make our way out, and set up a camp.   But first, I need the better of you Zain and Faru.   Quit putting Aishah at risk.   She is no more for the time.  She is our captain and nothing more for we are an adventuring or mercenary group, nothing more.   The sooner you both and she realizes this the better we will be.   You risk her life by continuing.  You do not think that even now those that would hold what is hers by birthright.  Will not be looking for her.   Yet your attitudes and wanting to cling to such decorum.   Risk her at every turn.   I see no host to protect her to put on the field of battle.   So until such can be she must play the part of being nothing more than our captain."<br/><br/>As said, her voice had been low for the table only.  You could say just barely above a whisper.   With that she swipe the wine skin up again and sit back in the chair.  Taking a bigger swig of it.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing