<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WyE9ZjV.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Damira</span></span><br/>Half-Drow Gunslinger/Cleric, 12 HP, AC 18, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1615705).<br/><em>Known for keeping her past to herself.</em><br/><hr/><br/>Damira was caught a bit off-guard as she heard Mouser place her in charge of the party, a sudden moment of self-consciousness hitting her all at once. Still, she nodded her head and replied back to him, "Alright, then. The two of them should head out and... I suppose there's not much planning to do until they come back with some intelligence. So... for now, perhaps, everyone should take a few moments. Check your equipment, make sure you're combat-ready. Talk amongst yourselves if you wish. Getting to know your comrades-in-arms can never hurt."<br/><br/>Hearing Tem speak to her, she couldn't help but grin a little as she replied, "Well, for the moment, you can service me by not getting dead out there. You come back alive and we finish up this job, we can talk about other ways." Flirting aside, she really was happy to hear Tem voice such confidence in her. It helped with the butterflies that were suddenly threatening to take over her stomach.<br/><br/><em>Alright, alright, calm down, Mira. You've been in charge like this before... even if this was a particularly large party to coordinate. You got this. You're a badass! Just imagine them in their smallclothes... wait no, that was a terrible idea. Too many of them were HOT. Focus! FOCUS DAMN YOU!</em><br/><br/>Once she had properly psyched herself up, she nodded to herself and turned, totally eyeing Tem as she left. She always hated Tem leaving, but damn if it wasn't fun watching her walk away. She also silently hoped that they'd use this opportunity to have a nice talk and get things sorted away. If either of them thought Damira couldn't sense the tension, they were out of their damned minds.<br/><br/>For now, though, she'd have to leave that to them to sort out. She had to focus on the here and now. Especially now that she'd been put in charge. A leader who doesn't have their head in the game gets people killed. And, if she REALLY wanted to have her head in the game... unfortunately, that meant... she'd have to bit the bullet. Up until now, she'd tried her best not to think about it. But she had to be a big girl and talk to her, dammit. She took a deep breath and turned, scanning the group until she spotted what she was looking for.<br/><br/>She blushed instantly when she locked eyes with the witch, a few hazy memories coming into focus, but she but cleared her throat and called over to her, "Edan! Uh... hey! It's ah... been a while, yeah? We should catch up while they're out scouting..."