<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/863845970613108790/939371751115218965/silvervale_indie_virtual_youtuber_drawn_by_kaptivate__a8c5bc1224d8f5d2f3608e442733fabe.png?width=374&amp;height=449)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lirashiro (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2592220)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Silver Fork<br/><strong>Hit Points/Current:</strong>19/19<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lirashiro snickered at the suggestion of taking a merchant with them to go a'hunting along the road. "If you lot are comfortable taking along a hapless soul with us as bait, then abandoning them and their wares along the stricken paths without guards once we go chasing devils in the woods... Then, sure, perhaps that's a good idea." Then, she reaches at the table, grabbing the bag of silvers, giving it a shake. "And this? This whole bag'll naught buy me even a single arrow tipped of silver, let alone what is needed of us. Secrecy in contracts is such a pain in my ass, if devils were mentioned before, the society could send some of it's agents, those more richly endowed with coin." Lirashiro scoffs, and crossed her arms across her own hefty endowment. "Perhaps our finger-wagglers shall win this day for us."