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For Mask, I'd take a a cloistered cleric and domains such as Trickery would grant me access to rogue-like skills that I can dump those 6 points into. Instead of spontaneous healing, I'd be able to spontaneous Disguise Self and the like from my domain spells. And instead of turn undead, I'd...

This is a great thread. I too have been disappointed with the 3.5 Cleric as grossly generic. I've been toying with a fix for my next campaign for variety's sake but wanted to keep it as simple as possible. Re-writing an entire class for each potential deity is more work than I care to take on...

"Wait a minute, I have a mirror in my pack...", she volunteers, "...lem'me get a little closer and take a look-see around the corner. I'll be extra quiet in case they turn out to be mean." Rosette retrieves the mirror from her pack and slinks on off ahead into the shadows. Hide +4 Move Silently +4

"Sorry. I just hope to some day learn how to use that sword properly.", she apologizes for her carelessness, "I don't know about flying dragons. The dragon in one of Percy Stigg's stories lived in a cave with a bunch of treasure. He told me that's how he lost his leg, trying to steal the...

"Big lizard tracks? Maybe it's dragon!", Rosette exclaims in a hopeful wonderment. She had heard a few stories of such beasts as a child and now these fantastical images fill her head once more. The girl suddenly executes a clumsy strike of the her sword to dispatch some imaginary foe. Her blade...

Rosette finds her place in the middle of the group as they continue down the passage opposite of the spider nest. She continues to meticulously pick pieces of stray webbing off her clothes. "Why so glum, Mikhail? Don't worry, that spider surprised us all, but we're all fine now.", she asks.

Between the gasps for precious air, there are racking coughs as several silky strands catches the back of Rosette's throat. "I'm okay…thanks...", she manages in a hoarse whisper. The girl takes Riggan's hand and hoists herself to her feet. "Let's move in case there are any more." Wasting no...

Rosette's eyebrows raise up in sudden alarm. "How big a spider ya talking about here?", she quickly questions while eying the webbing with new found concern, "On second thought, lets just get out of here..." Frightful thoughts of giant tarantulas crawling about her hair prompt her to duck and...

Rosette shrugs and falls in line with her friends. "Better to be safe than sorry. When the torch holders disappear, that's probably a bad sign.", she adds in agreement with the decision to turn around.

Rosette marks the nearby wall in chalk with a simple but big "1" before falling in line at the back of the party once they proceed down the right corridor. Listen +1

A puzzled Rosette scratches the back of her head. "These torches look sorta old, but they've never been used. And they're pretty clean.", she reports. Digging into her pack, she retrieves a piece of chalk before adding, "We got some chalk to mark the walls if you're worried about getting lost."...

"Torches on the walls? I guess someone lives here, no? But if someone lives here, why aren't they lit?", Rosette is quick to question the obvious. She moves to examine some of the torch holders for any signs of recent use. Search +2

You should be able to watch the episode online at scifi.com after it airs. Not sure if this is a recent thing they've been doing, but they keep the last few episodes available.

The problem with Baltar's cylon detector is that he is the only one who understands it. Baltar is super smart and as they have pointed out many times, his intelligence far out strips anyone else on the show. There is no one with the expertise to effectively check his work.

Rosette will stick to the back of the line and carry her short sword. If anyone wants a torch, by all means please take it :) If not, then she'll be carrying a torch as well.

The girl ran a hand along the hewn cavern wall. Seems kinda smooth for a cave. But this clue did not seem to register with her. The fierce winds outside howl as if they were urging the runaways deeper into the unknown. However Rosette herself did not need much prodding. All that she had known in...

Having opted to stay behind, Rosette shivers from the cold. She is soaked to the bone in a matter of seconds from the torrential downpour. Her typical curly locks lay matted to the sides of her face. The purported cave ahead sounds like a godsend compared to this almost vengeful like weather...

"If there be rain as you say, then let's get a move on. We gotta get as far as we can before it hits.", Rosette urges of her peers. The girl scurries about in a busy fashion to wrap up the makeshift campsite in all due haste. There is an eagerness to her step ready to take on the open road once...

Rosette stares absently into the flames occasionally pokes at the glowing embers with a handy stick. It appears that everyone else has plans for Barlonis except for herself. All she had wanted was to be free of Sidel. Not much thought has been given past that point. Ten years of hard labor on...

Rosette marches along in the middle of the group, merrily swinging her new found sword every so often. At the edge of the deserted thorp, she does not bother to look back. There are few, if any, fond memories left here and the Rosette desires more than anything to finally be rid of her childhood...