<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/>The Ramh 'aswad nodded at the innkeeper's price for feed and stabling Azzam, but clicked his tongue at the mention of the stable keep lending his steed out. As the innkeeper answered the group's questions, Faru started to lean against his spear and the bar. He allowed some tension to leave his muscles while he listened as the group spoke about others joining their party. He did not bother to respond to this. His brow did furrow briefly at the mention of mystic barriers and Aishah's familiar not being able to cross them.<br/><br/>When Tamaa suddenly slid next to him he turned toward her. Faru did not bother to move as the archer brushed against him. After she sipped her wine and made her request his eyebrows raised. "I would be willing to teach. And Azzam, no doubt, will welcome the exercise. I was just thinking of getting my friend a good meal and perhaps a treat after our voyage. Do you wish to join me?" He asked with a smile as he gripped his spear. "Perhaps our first lesson could also be of use in finding this man, Mouser, for Aishah. Azzam seemed to enjoy the beach when we first arrived."<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Nothing.<br/>