<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 6</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=10117)<br/>HP:69 (Current: 56)  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>Combat</strong>: CMB: +10 (+12 Bull Rush/Trip), CMD: 26 (28 vs Bull Rush/Trip), Move: 20 ft<br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span>: +1 Sword, Bastard +12/+7 (1d10+6/19-20/x2) <br/>  Heavy Shield Bash +10/+5 (1d4+4/20/x2)<br/>  Masterwork Morningstar +11/+6 (1d8+4/20/x2)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span>: Masterwork Longbow, Composite (Str +4) +9/+4 (1d8+4/20/x3)<br/><strong>Buffs</strong>:<br/><strong>-Innate</strong>: Elven blood (+2 vs Enchantments), Bravery (+2 Will vs Fear), Bard Inspire Courage: +2 to hit,  Power Attack -2 to Hit/+4 to Damage, Flanking Bonus (+2 to Hit)<br/><strong>-Spells</strong>: <em>Status</em>(6 hours)<br/><strong>-Potions</strong></span></div></div><hr/><br/>"Hold the wand till my sister is done." Rose said as she moved from body to body, the wounded she stripped of their weapons and tied their arms with their own clothing as she could. The dead she would see to till later. Once she had a complete count of the bodies, she looked around. Marrisa and the bard could tend to figuring out who needed healing better than herself, but she imagined Melody needed it more than she. She had taken some good blows, but her armor was stronger than her sisters. She figured that her smaller sibling would be better served first. Once the prisoners were stoutly trussed and on their backs she walked back to rejoin her sisters and the bard.<br/><br/>"I'll come back later to tend to the dead." She doubted her sisters were be comfortable with her burning the bodies and leaving heads on the side of the road on posts. Typical actions she'd done as a militia member. Right now though, she had a scout to find. "For now, bind our wounds and see about finding our missing scout."