<div class="floatleft">(http://img00.deviantart.net/c93c/i/2014/321/4/5/steampunk_elf_by_byrsa-d86pqgu.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Namiha (Nami) Barlow (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2452168)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Half elf oracle</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>40/40<br/><strong>AC:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+7<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tamaa, Aishah, bill, Gregory, Faru,  Zain, mouser<br/><hr/><br/>Namiha stood by the fire if only to warm her cold bones, it had been days since she’d been able to have such luxuries like warmth. The question sent her direction only served to confuse her more. As if her memories were made of sand, they slipped through her fingers and dissolved into nothingness. “The hands, we ventured to the Hands. Those that cradle the sun at noon. There were 20 of us when we began.” She started to explain what she could remember.<br/><br/>“We entered the forest, but it was beyond confusing. We were lost for weeks, and the winter came and with it...beasts. They hunted us where ever we ran to. Started picking us off one by one. It seemed as if we would be lost forever.” Namiha shared their experiences as best she could considering her current state. The images crashing through her brain with horrible detail.<br/><br/>“But then we were found the Druid a magnificent buck who showed our group to safety not only that he helped us survive...helped me survive. And then there was a man...no a mountain...no...I...we can’t go back there...we...” her words began to become jumbled as emotions threatened to take over her once more. One hand coming up to wipe away tears that threatened to fall. “My name...my name is Namiha Barlow.” She finally shared before shaking her head to clear the horrible images from her mind. “We faced different terrains, some lush and green like it is here and others frozen and harsh. The beasts we faced were massive and bloodthirsty. They did not seem afraid of our numbers, and they were smart enough to keep tracking us, despite our efforts to hide.” She explained best she could what the creatures looked like before falling silent once more.