<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Untitled-5.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stat Block</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stat</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Value</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Modifier</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Save</span></strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>STR</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>11</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>0</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>0</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>DEX</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>18</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+4</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+7</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>CON</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>15</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>INT</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>16</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+3</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+6</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>WIS</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>14</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>CHA</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>10</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>0</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>0</em></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Armor Class:</strong> <em>16 [leather]</em><br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> <em>18</em><br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> <em>+4</em><br/><strong>Proficiency Bonus:</strong> <em>+3</em><br/><br/><strong>Bishi:</strong> <em>215</em><br/><strong>Bijou:</strong> <em>40</em><br/><strong>Languages:</strong> <em>Common, Elvish, <br/>Dwarfish, Orc, Infernal, <br/>Thieve's Cant</em><br/><br/></div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Features</span><strong></strong></strong><div style="text-align: left;"><em>Leave blank for now.</em><br/></div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Spells</span><strong></strong></strong><div style="text-align: left;"><em>Leave blank for now.</em><br/></div></div></div></div></div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>'Mouser'</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>37/37</em><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:<em></em><br/><strong>Mentioning</strong>:<em></em><br/><hr/><br/>She had made sure to get her full amount of rest to regain her spells and such but even then she was up early. The early morning smells she felt were fresher and cleaner especially this time of year. It had not taken long to weave her way through the back streets and alleys to the great manor house of the city government. Her plan had been to scout and test and if it failed to slip in and wait for the meeting on her terms. What she found were alert guards on patrol, high walls and open spaces. It was formable and not easily entered. She knew given the time and patient and resources she could get in. For now it was well protected which said a lot both good and bad.<br/><br/>Mouser headed back to the inn and had breakfast. It was hearty if not fancy but then that was fine since they had gotten in peaches and she loved the taste of the fruit. She again listened to morning sounds of the inn and when done retired to her room for a final hot bath. She had liked the<em>Stonemug</em>but had decided last night that she would be leaving. One reason was she was low on funds and without taking a job she would need to budget better and the other was that the councilor had found her. That meant someone else knew she was there and whom she was and it was always better to hide your tracks when possible.<br/><br/>It was mid morning when she checked out and she still was debating on how to present herself. What should she hold back? What abilities to hide and what to show? She had considered posing as a wizard but finally she discarded that. Jiean Kantes had known what she was and could do as a rogue. That then is how she would appear as but what type? What would the others and Lord Oldaren see? She took the time to wander a bit and makes a few changes.<br/><br/>First she dismissed her cat familiar, it could be recalled with a simple action when she had need of it. Next she swung off the hooded cloak and stuffed it into her bag. Simple magic cleaned her gear. By the time she reached the main gates a bit before the appointed hour she looked subtly different. Her hair was a richer lighter blond. Her pointed ears were partly hid by her hair and each had a simple shiny ring hanging from the earlobe. There was subtle shading around her big grey blue eyes. Her pouty lips now had a slight tint of red and she had undone the lacing on her studded leather top to show a bit more cleavage. It never hurt to have men look at something other then what she was doing. Her long lean torso was encased in dark brown almost black studded leather that seem almost satin in texture and barely gave off any reflection.<br/><br/>Her short swords had been shifted to her back, crossed, with a grip over each shoulder. Both had also been peace tied so they would be harder to draw.The hilt of a fancy dagger shown from the knee high black boot she wore on her right foot. The matching one on the left had a simple dagger hilt protruding from it. Tight fitting dark brown leggings hugged her long legs. A wide black belt hugged her waist and hanging from a corded and tied harness was a loaded hand crossbow. On her left thigh as a small black case tied securely. A big brown and richly embroidered bag hung by a long strap and rested on her right hip. Finger tip gloves covered her hands.<br/><br/>She spoke only as needed to answer any questions the guards had. She stood with a loose almost fluid posture in what was clearly the waiting area and barely seemed to notice the others or the last to arrive. It was interesting to note that of the Five here four were female like herself. One of the women was also half elf and the others appeared human. Then there was the Tiefling. Finally they were led upstairs by the blind servant. She listened and noted whom moved quietly besides herself. Her eyes took all in noting the windows and any doors. She gave a small nod to the male half elf and a small arch of an eyebrow at the nearby longbow. She judged should the need arise she could draw her hand crossbow and fire before he could reach the long bow...maybe. She nodded to Lord Oldaren as he spoke and then spoke in a voice soft and husky but with no trace of an accent,<em>"I am called 'Mouser', m'lord and I am honored to meet you"</em><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>Using passive Perception on the others when they gather in the small room and since it might take more then one roll the GM can handle that.<br/>Also as they walked and moved she was using her perception to see whom could move silently if any.<br/><br/>Mouser used Prestidigitation to clean her gear and add the shading to her eyes and hair.<br/></div></div>