<br/><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/>"Come in." Rose said as she sat back in the chair and looked at the travel desk she'd set up in her room as she pulled off her boots and shook them to get any stones out as she stretched. She'd been working the men, then hammer out blade stock and afterwards looking over the copious notes that Gilbert and the staff had given her.<br/><br/>"Tell me again why I asked to learn all this?" She asked as she set a cup down and motioned for him to take advantage of the pot by the fire. She was waving the letter she had just sealed as she asked the questions. "I would rather you put your own face on 'little brother'." Rose teased as she sipped her own tea and wiggled her toes.<br/><br/>"We'll not be sending an envoy to the Iomedaen orders, but aside from Marrisa we still have no religious healers of any sort. At the moment." She said calmly. "I am going to need you to come up with a .. proposal to the council. One that makes it a law that we judge by action rather than heritage. Sooner we set that into play, sooner we have the force of law in place for our eventual confrontation with Iomedaens. Not something we need worry about soon though, so you and I can figure out how and who should present that proposal to the council. More importantly.. how do we approach the guild?" She held up the mithril nugget. "I figure this could come into play but I'm more used to bartering for a pint than discussing all these things you and the others put on my notes."<br/><br/>She sighed.<br/><br/>"Truth be told, you or Marrisa would be better choices for that while I look for an angle to approach House Somervale from. I can send a letter or meet with my old commanders in his units. I'm sure that a few of them might be ready to retire. We provide a farm or homestead and we could get some sergeants to build our militia up with." She smiled.