<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu284/Asherah_photos/BardLG.jpg?t=1256686916)</td><td><span class="bbc_u">                                                                   <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2.65em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Allie FairFlower</span></span></span><br/><sub>Bard lv 1,  HP 14, AC  15 </sub><br/><br/>Sasha answer brings a infectious smile flashing across Allie's face.   A warm one that glowed with the breath of life.   One not jaded by time, a simple freshness.  <br/><br/><em>"No not a burden, your more then welcome.  Now shall we head back to the stables.   We could see if he has any light horse for sale."</em><br/><br/>Plus it would seem that she would not need to see to the stabling and seeing the horse past a few hours.  As the group would not be staying the night in town.   This did disappoint,  a nice warm bed would have been nice.  But alas the need to get the cargo to its destination is important.  <br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>