<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 into the smithy with the small box in her hand. She nodded as she took in the forge and smiled as she noted that the 'fine work' tools were set out and the forge was banked and ready for her to work. She chuckled as she pulled off her cloak and hung it by the door. Still chuckling she walked over to stoke the forge heat up and pumped several times. She had been working on these items for several days now, as a way to think as she tended to find the physical labor relaxed her while she worked and thinking came more easily.<br/><br/>She opened the box and started laying out the components of the work she'd been doing. A collection of polished steel parts that she'd been working on. A steel rose similar to the one she used on her armor and sword as her maker's mark sat nearly done in the velvet interior of the box. She picked out a single unworked petal and set it in the coals to warm up as she pulled off her top, leaving her shirt by the anvil and only a shift and bra to cover her muscular chest as she turned back to the petal, showing the ornate rose and lilly tattoo on her breast.<br/><br/>She pulled the now red petal out and put it down on the small detail anvil and tapping at it with care, alternating to keep it ruby red as she worked it before finally dousing it a bucket and setting it aside to work on the next petal. She was close to being done and figured that she'd be able to get it done. Soon, within days, they would all be out and on the road to fish for men to retire down to her estate or the adjoining village. And to make first tentative contacts with some nobles.<br/><br/>She wondered what they would run into on the road. She picked up the rose and set about fitting the new petals in place, using a clever clasp at the base of each to hold it into place. It was a lovely piece of masterwork steel working, she thought with pride as she 'tinged' the petals to hear the sound of them ring.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Notes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Basically she's been taking 20 on a complex task to get a masterful steel rose made. entirely a filler scene while waiting for the bar scene to start up/end and go on the road.</div></div>