<strong>Name: Tess Dian</strong><br/><strong>HP: 7.</strong><br/><strong>Race: Human.</strong><br/><strong>Gender: Female</strong><br/><strong>AC: 15</strong><br/><br/>(http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6208/6133833411_0a268512ba_t.jpg)<br/><br/>Tess adjusted her crossbow and came to a stop. She looked around; there was a spot over there that looked good for a campsite.<br/>“We could make camp over there, I am sure I can a stream. Or.” She gestured with thumb, “We can mosey on up there and see if they want company. I am easy either way. Although they are in competition with us.”<br/><br/>She glanced backwards wondering once more where Narrow had got to. Last time she had seen him he had waved for her to go on with the others. Hopefully he would catch them in the morning, then she frowned. If he were hanging back to get in one last bed romp with that busty barmaid then they would be having words for sure.<br/>