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Okay, I added my background to the rogue gallery sheet. Let me know if you require me to expand on anything.

Round 1 of Combat Darting forward, Yara struck out with her makeshift sap at the closest dwarf. Unfortunately, the blow went wide, leaving her open to attack. Moving her arms in the complicated guestures required to her shape magic, Miriah began to cast Comprehend Languages, as she slowly...

OOC: Oops, you're right, I'll fix that... To clarify, two are going after Forge and three are moving to meet Froud and Yara, while one stands with the Mountain and survey the scene.

The Mountain's lips curled into a snarl as recognition lit those cold grey eyes of his. "So yer back, 'Ozgrymm'," he stated in an unsurprised tone as he casually swung his battlehammer onto the crook of his shoulder. "You should've ran like the coward you were the last time you came round...

The Mountain sneered at the young woman, taking a single menacing step toward her. Two of his thuggish companions joined him, looking as if they were spoiling for a fight. "Wha're their names?" the leader rumbled, his dwarvish accent as hard as his eyes. "I know just about ev'ryone what makes...

The Mountain slid off his seat and onto his feet, raising himself theatrically as he did so. His eyes squinted at her suspiciously as he swaggered forward - perhaps he'd had a little too much to drink? He and his compatriots were fully focused on Miriah, which allowed Forge to tiptoe around...

Miriah inched her way up the long marbled bar, eyes peeled for her Dwarven companion. Somehow, she'd lost visual contact with him, and it seemed he hadn't reemerged from among the marble players. Perhaps she had been waiting too long, or had a suspicious look about her. Perhaps it was because...

"How do you get him out here?" Yara asked of Miriah, her mouth curling into a lop-sdied grin. "I don't know, yer the mage, right?" She took hold of Froud's hand and led him across the the street. "Don't worry," she threw over her shoulder, "we'll be at the door. If things start to go bad...

The updated Daunte is here. I ended up levelling him up totally as a Charismatic, and I'll provide a more in-depth background in the next day or so.

Daunte Spinks Charismatic Hero 3 Occupation: Athlete [Drive,Jump,Swim] Allegiance(s): Justice Age: 21 Gender: Male Height: 6 feet Weight: 185 lbs Eyes: dark brown Hair: black Skin: mahogany brown STR 10 DEX 14 CON 14 INT 14 WIS 10 CHA 16 Hit Dice: 3d6 + 6 HP: 22 DEF: 13 INIT: +2 BAB: +1...

I don't have a problem with it. I've purposely kept Phoenix's equipment list sparse, because this'll be my first time playing Exalted and I'd like my character to mostly gain things through roleplay the first time, while everything's new and largely unexplored. If you don't think this will be...

Yara looks pensive as she tries to work out a plan audibly. "Okay, how about this?" she suggests, stooping to the ground to scrawl a rough draft of her plan into the black earth. "Miriah goes back in, confirms that the big dwarf has the hammer. If so, she leads him out into the back... and...

I'm pretty sure Daunte will be going straight Charismatic. I've been thinking of adding in a level of Fast, but it looks like we'll already have two and I don't want to step on anyone else's toes, niche-wise. Possibly angling towards the Negotiator class, if things fall that way In Character.

Forge, Froud and Yara were waiting for her at their lookout spot, trying to look inconspicuous but failing. When Miriah wandered up, Yara's facial expression sagged with relief. "Did y'see him? Big dwarven fellah, hammer on his belt? Did he see you?"

Name: Majestic Phoenix Player: loxmyth Concept: Wandering Diplomat Caste: Eclipse Nature: Judge Anima: Phoenix (A great bird composed of flame) ATTRIBUTES: (Tertiary 4) Strength OO Dexterity OOO Stamina OO (Secondary 6) Perception OOO Intelligence OOOO Wits OO (Primary 8) Appearance OOOO...

"Suit yeself, then," the surly bartender replies, returning his attention to the glass mugs before him. "In or out, makes no difference to me, just stay outta the way of paying customers."

No one seemed to take notice of Miriah, except for perhaps the bartender, a gruff looking dwarf who wore his silver beard in two braids. He watched her suspiciously for a long spell while wiping down a dirty stein. "Can I help you?" he grumbled reluctantly, placing the stein on the marbled...

Miriah entered the building her senses were immediately assailed: the sights of the clausterphobic stone-hewn walls that hemmed in the pub in all six directions, the strong smell of alcohol and wet earth, the sounds of dwarven voices raised in chanting and conversation. The patrons who filled...

Ditto with Daunte. I'm enjoying this game just fine. :)

Like Aenion, nothing really comes to mind. I'll be sure to let you if anything does, though. ;) EDIT: And yes, I'll be playing Majestic Phoenix.