<strong>Name: Tess Dian</strong><br/><strong>HP: 7.</strong><br/><strong>Race: Human.</strong><br/><strong>Gender: Female</strong><br/><strong>AC: 15</strong><br/><br/>(http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6208/6133833411_0a268512ba_t.jpg)<br/><br/>Tess watched the display by the gate with an impressive face did they expect everyone to fight this Elf. But then she noticed that there seemed to be tests for particular skills.<br/><br/>She moved along looking until she found the one with skills more to her liking. She approached the man who looked her up and down before he spoke. “In that chest.” He pointed at a wooden chest by his side. “Is a rope and a grapnel, get the rope.” He turned slightly and again pointed.<br/><br/>“Then get yourself up there, along that wall and then back down. Off you go.”<br/><br/>The lock on the chest was definitely old and rusty and for a moment or two it resisted her efforts. A smirk appeared on the watching man’s face, which only made Tess work harder. Then with a click the lock gave up and Tess lifted the lid with a smile.<br/><br/>She swung the rope, getting a feel for it and then in earnest. Back and forth and then, there it went, up and up to land with a clatter. Then with a jerk she pulled it back and the Gods must have been smiling as it caught.<br/><br/>Like a monkey Tess went up the wall until she reached the top. She stood looking down as she gathered the rope and then realizing that she had impress she took a risk.<br/><br/>She ran the length of the narrow wall top, trusting to her sense of balance to keep her from tumbling down onto her ass.<br/>Well it worked she made it to the indicated down spot and then fixing the rope down she went.<br/><br/>She walked back to the man with a smile, which he acknowledged with a grunt. “Thought you where not going to get the chest, the rope was ok but you do have balance girl, give you that.”<br/>He took the rope and grapnel off her and dropped back into the chest, locking it with a key from his pocket.<br/><br/>“You can pass.” He said with another curt nod and then he turned to the next one, “Come on I have not got all day.”<br/><br/><br/>Job done Tess wandered back to her companions glancing at the remaining cleric as she did so. Joining them she pointed, “I guess the runt of the litter but we need a Cleric and he seems to be the only one left, what say we grab him?”<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Your user ID is 13407 <br/>Roll Result: grovercjuk rolled: 1d20, adding 10to the total<br/>Comment: Tess - DIsable Device.<br/>Result: 5,<br/>Total: 15<br/><br/><br/>Your user ID is 13407 <br/>Roll Result: grovercjuk rolled: 1d20, adding 5to the total<br/>Comment: Tess - Balance<br/>Result: 20,<br/>Total: 25<br/><br/><br/>Your user ID is 13407 <br/>Roll Result: grovercjuk rolled: 1d20, adding 5to the total<br/>Comment: Tess - USe rope<br/>Result: 11,<br/>Total: 16<br/><br/><br/>      <br/></div></div>