[img]https://i.imgur.com/DF1ooe2.png[/img][right][i][sub]Sando, Evening[/sub][/i][/right][hr]
[i]I can ride a boga![/i]

Iyana jumped internally at the chance to ride one. She'd done it often before coming to Sando, but afterwards the jobs she'd taken had all been ride-along ones. It was annoying, having to stay right near your employer. Bogas were so nice. So elegant, so visceral, and so beautiful.

She looked at the others in group. One of the other women was a mage, and seemed a bit hostile to close contact. Iyana could relate. Staying in good relations with others was so difficult. Much easier to just be alone.

The Zitan in the group seemed okay, but they seemed a bit too... insectoid for Iyana's liking. She would prefer to stay far away. Those hand movements were just too creepy. And that voice was outright terrifying!

Asante was nice. Iyana didn't know him well, but she'd seen him around the area multiple times.

And, well, the knight was an oddity. Enchanted armor, probably. Iyana could make out a haze of magic around the plate. She wasn't too skilled at identifying artifacts, so she could've just been wrong.

She opened her mouth to volunteer for the boga riding, but only a squeak came out. Luckily, she was wearing a neckerchief, and nobody seemed to notice the sound through the fabric. Plus, she realized, Hawke had only asked for volunteers for the schooner, not the Boga. She stayed stock-still and tried not to sweat too much.

[hr][sup][color=tan][b]H e a l t h[/b][/color][color=pink]		▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪  [/color]100%
[color=tan][b]E f f e c t s :[/b]		[/color]None
[color=tan][b]W i t h :[/b][/color]			Karissa, Asante, Hawke, Skahn, Torvin, August
[color=tan][b]N o t e s :[/b][/color]		None [/sup]