<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/>The bard is pleasantly pleased with the group receiving the extra bags of feed for free.     The wagon is soon ready to go.   The team of horses hitched and ready to go.    Their mounts brought out,  saddled and readied.    Allie would climb up onto her horse's saddle.  As she would sit astride.   The banter of conversation being exchanged around her.  Mainly in part the joining of Sasha to the group.   Even the war forge is speaking up.<br/><br/>Swinging her mandolin onto her lap in the saddle.  Allie would begin strumming a tune, for travel as the group makes their way out of town and on their way again.  <br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>