<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's position shifted as Tamaa headed toward the large building. As the princess's spell wore off, he lost sight of the beautiful desert nomad as she neared the door. His shoulders tensed for a moment before he cleared his throat.<strong>"Ahem. Princess, it would seem Azzam,"</strong>the horse's head raised and his ears turn toward Faru at the mention of his name.<strong>"Is not the only one that missed the comforts of land. Will we join Tamaa out of the sea air? Unless the magi is planning to magic a house into being, it is best to stay together when on unknown sands."</strong><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing.<br/>