<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Bri8_ava_zps8cf447f8.jpg)</div><strong>Ran Fletcher</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YDWtf37GCiBkCfEdON2_YdGI5Gob09laqC0P1SU0fmg/edit)<br/><br/>Ran gave Guy a level look as she sat Miranda on her feet and steadied the madwoman 'til she was supporting herself, even if her mind was elsewhere.  "Who would you send if not us, Councilman Dering?  My great uncle?  Who will keep the owlbears at bay and ensure you have venison for your table if he leaves?  Would you send your town scribe instead of his apprentice?  Perhaps you'll deprive the town of their midwife and of Father Garet's blessings instead of letting this fine druidess accompany us?<br/><br/>"It is we who must go, councilmen.  Of all our generation, we have the power to act.  More importantly, of all this town, we have the freedom to act.  We know this to be our responsibility, and yes, we do this of our own will and on our own initiative."