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Agback, are you asking from the GM's or from the players' point of view? If as a GM, it's up to you to adapt to the strengths and weaknesses of the PCs the players decide to make. If as players, talk to your GM and see whether he's to adapt his adventures (as he should) or whether he...

A visible shiver runs through Moon as the wave from Ashrem's power sweeps over him. At Meepo's words he shakes his head as if to clear it, and starts slinking sideways to keep between the kobold and the door with the voices, trying to avoid all noise but keeping his dagger hand behind his...

Moon, still distrustful, hangs back and motions to his friends behind Meepo's back. "More of them in there," he mouthes, pointing to the north door on the west wall.

With a glance of distrust towards the whimpering from the bedroll, Moon slinks into the room along the left wall to go around clockwise and investigate all other exits, without opening any doors.

"Let's find out," Moon whispers. He draws his dagger and puts his hand to the door. "Will you cover me?"

Hovering by the west door, Moon turns to raise a questioning eyebrow to his friends.

Moon nods reluctantly. He unwraps a bit of leather from his belt, which is seen to hold an array of odd-looking, slender tools. He selects a pair of pliers and proceeds to pull the needle out of the door, avoiding to touch it with his hands, then bends to drop it into a crack between the...

Looks like you're going to have fun, Ancalagon! I almost didn't make it through to your char background post because wading through all the usual gender blah blah they bring up every single time bores me to no end. So, great you persisted in bringing this back on topic - and great I found...

PlaneSailing has good advice. You could also look at examples of crossed genders (in a figurative sense) in the movies. I don't know Spycraft, but if being from the basement means you are a Fox Mulder type of character, you're already set. Mulder is the classical female-type character...

While Lamont gathers the loot, Moon crouches, intently studying a set of pelvis bones and the base of a shattered skull. His hands keep wiping down the front of his leather armor, until with a start he collects himself and rises, glancing self-consciously up at his friends and away. "No...

Moon will continue to fight defensively. If Lamont and Moon are flanking a skeleton, he will attack that one, otherwise the skeleton he and Quendros have hit in the first round (if still within melee range). If necessary (and possible), he will first take a single step to bring him into a...

(In Halfling:) "The Trickster save us!" Moon will stay by the door so that the skeletons will have to move between him and Lamont to get out into the main tower room. If a skeleton steps into his melee range, he will attack it with his dagger (drawn before opening the door, see above)...

Moon suppresses a curse at the needle. With a shrug to Lamont, he leans into the chamber to see into the corners, hoping to detect another doorway, an interesting-looking chest or anything else worth the trouble of investigating.

Vargo, I was unable to connect for the past two days from Sicily, too (steep walk up the hill to the internet place every time, talk about frustrating :rolleyes: ). Finally I at least got to some sort of interim message that the transfer to the new boards would need a couple of days to...

Moon hisses with excitement as he hurries over to where Quendros has indicated the secret door. "Thanks to whoever you want, Quendros. Well hidden indeed ..." Quick colourless bats, his hands flutter over the stone surface, investigating for indications of traps or an opening mechanism...

"Trapdoor!" Moon hisses to his companions, motioning towards the place. He quickly scans for any loose stones to mark the catwalk with, if none he uses chalk. Throwing a glance back to reassure himself that Quendros is still covering, he puts a hand to the door to open it a crack, very...

Moon sneaks towards the tower door, keepng a careful eye out for anything suspicious, little more than a shadow in the flickering light. (Assuming he reaches the door without incident) Moon turns his head to his companions with a finger to his lips, and bends an ear to any apparent keyhole or...

A few notes trail after Quendros as he walks towards the door, in time with his measured step. Moon's eyes twinkle as he plays a fragment of the ancient circus Prancing Tune. Then his recorder drops, dangles on its thong as Moon comes skipping after his friends, backpack on and ready.

Sigh. I just gave up trying to fix a hardware problem that's preventing me from linking my cellphone with my notebook computer in order to access the internet. As I'm about to go on vacation, this means that I'll be without internet access for probably a fortnight, as from tomorrow. (If...

At Farah's words Moon straightens, drains his tankard, and looks around at his friends expectantly. "Tales," he whispers. "Let's go make them."