<div class="floatright">(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/ThiefQueen_full.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Rose Ironshield</span></span></strong>,<em>Female Half-Elf Fighter 7</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=10117)<br/>HP:80 (Current: 80)  AC: 26,<span class="bbc_u"><em>touch</em></span>: 13,<span class="bbc_u"><em>flatfooted</em></span>: 24<br/><strong>Fort</strong>:+10<strong>Ref</strong>:+5<strong>Will</strong>:+4<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cheat Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><br/><strong>Perception</strong>: +10 <strong>Init</strong>:+4<br/><strong>Combat</strong>: CMB: +11 (+15 Bull Rush/+13 Trip), CMD: 27 (29 vs Bull Rush/Trip), Move: 30 ft<br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span>: +1 Sword, Bastard +13/+8 (1d10+8/19-20/x2) <br/>  Heavy Shield Bash +11/+6 (1d4+4/20/x2)<br/>  Masterwork Morningstar +12/+7 (1d8+4/20/x2)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span>: Masterwork Longbow, Composite (Str +4) +10/+4 (1d8+4/20/x3)<br/><strong>Buffs</strong>:<br/><strong>-Innate</strong>: Elven blood (+2 vs Enchantments), Bravery (+2 Will vs Fear)<br/><strong>-Spells</strong>:  <br/><strong>-Potions</strong></span></div></div><hr/><br/><br/>Rose sighed as she walked along the streets of Doroga. She had her half-brother wrangling one sister and letting the other two do what they need to to. They were adults for the most part. She knew the fortunes of her family would depend on winning the city over, but 'hearts and minds' weren't her forte. She was more of 'beat them flat' side of the house. She mulled things over as she walked, trying to figure out what they could do to further cement a connection with the people. Looking at it tactically, she walked and thought.<br/><br/>They were a growing trade town, and when the mines reopened they would be the center of mithril heading up the river. They would be vulnerable to merchant groups, something to discuss with the others later. Last thing that they wanted was a merchant group seizing the town and choking off their trade route.  She walked over towards the ship's gangway as she put that thought aside for the moment.<br/><br/>"When will we be setting sail?"