<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/E35b81ec25ba02815cddf6a411b8426c.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Yamyra Fardawn (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2445785)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl: 5, Race: Halfling, Gender: Female, Class: Cleric</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>45/45<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>d20+5<br/><hr/><br/>Ymyra's eyes widened at the greeting they received.   Pale with fear, the little redhead gathered her courage and took long, even breaths to hold it.  This didn't stop her lower lip from trembling as she stared at the powerful people standing ready to slay her and all her friends.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333943.msg15907923#msg15907923">Quote from: indarkestknight on 04-07-2021, 02:36:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>"Hail and good morning, Yamyra Fardawn of the Fortune Expedition. I am Hadrhune Bashir. I fear butter does not travel especially well, and we only just made land yesterday, so I'm afraid we're a little bereft at the moment. That's a holy symbol of Sarenrae, unless I'm mistaken? Angelic goddess of... healing, the sun, redemption and... honesty, yes? Do forgive me if I'm mistaken, she isn't especially well known where we're from."<br/><br/>She may keep company with a tiefling, but Bashir, for one, prefers to judge people by their actions more than their bloodline, and neither their leader nor their emissary has done anything to earn ire. Of course, any brigand could openly bear a holy symbol of a good and righteous god, but most don't.<br/><br/>"It seems the leader of our company, Aishah Sabri, Ibnat Abni Al-Faris, would like to hear the answer to the question our compatriot," he nods to Nami, "extended to you before granting permission to approach: What is it you wish from us?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"What do we wish, sir?" Ymyra replied, trying to keep her smile soothing.  "Well, to not have arrows pointed at us would be a nice start.  We come in peace.  As you can see my hands are nowhere near my weapons.<br/><br/>"You are correct about my goddess, Good Bashir.  Saranrae is the goddess of the dawn.  She offers mercy, healing, light and joy to any who will accept it.  She reserves her sunfire for those who do murder and blight, as do I.<br/><br/>"As to what we want?  We want to say good morning.  We have only just seen you this very minute.  You are the first of your party to have introduced yourself, so I can't even say that we've met you yet.  We don't really have any way of knowing what we want from you save to greet our neighbors in the hopes of finding friends in a dark land.<br/><br/>"As to what we want on the whole?  We've been told this land is under a curse. We've been told it's threatened by a lich.  We've been told something in that tower may help to lift this curse, and we hope to find it."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div>