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There are genderless nouns that could be used in place of a name if the name is unknown. “The stranger”, “The figure”, or for example, using a nickname, like if she described them as ghostlike, then calling them the ‘phantom’, or something more in line with the narrator’s personality. 

Sorry, I’m sticking my nose in late to the convo but I do love to hear myself type! 

We use homestead still up here, but generally for a single family’s place. I’d go with hamlet. I think we have another word for it but I forget! 

An Old God so nearly free decides to not break free of its prison but rather bends the bars just a bit and uses its tentacles for some fun. To the dismay of the monastery and its clergy. With the nunnery nearby sure to be visited next.
The Lord of Hatred possesses one of his cultists and woos an avowed demon hunter determined to kill him and his cult. Mixing business with pleasure has always held certain risks.
Unicorns wage war on vampires
The god of war is tricked by his lover the goddess of love into seducing his most favored warrior
a father discovers his only child is a possessive demon. the cruelty of children mixed with raw demonic power
A princess gets bored so she charms a dragon into abducting her chaste, courtly love knight protector
A virus turns all androids and robots into sex crazed machines while its up to sexbots to save their creators from an orgasmic fate. 
Games no longer are mere games but objects of life or death as even friendly games of chess or checkers results in the death of the losers.
Deimiurges rush to complete a universe on time as the deadline approaches.
Harem wars. A world where one’s harem size determines their power.
A lesbian is cursed with the power to seduce any man is encountered by a gay man cursed with the ability to seduce any woman. Each with the ability the other craves.
With Ragnarok fast approaching Hel goes fuck that and takes her siblings to the mortal world to live happily as mostly human. Mostly functional family.
Freya provokes the ire of Aphrodite and this time no mere golden apple is going to cut it.
Hera, Queen of the gods leaves Olympus for the mortal world where she unexpectantly meets the god of divorce.
Aliens invade earth only to discover that lust is contagious.
bored as hell the god of destruction tries to create something for once.
An elder god decides to save the world despite the small fleshy things on it seemingly determined to destroy it.
There is a secret war behind the scenes as people with their own private dimensions. These lords and Ladies of their own demesnes try to absorb each other holdings because only one can have their own complete world. While others are content to enjoy their own personal fragments of one.
Only werewolves can find their one true love. Since they are the only beings capable of seeing the invisible threads of fates that binds two people together. 
Turns out gods are real, the latest tech makes it abundantly clear… And then the gods take notice.
 

What you said makes sense. Characters are people, and people are not the same. I know a couple who started off as a one night stand, and have been together for twenty years. I know another couple that held off for years, and then broke up after having sex. My cousin and his wife rarely argue over anything, and all my neighbors do is argue.
I need to think in terms of what is right for the characters, and not worry about what anyone else has to say. 
Thank you. 

It could also be this.
“Yes, Operator can you connect me to Olenna Penticrest? Why yes I’ll gladly pay the long distance charge. Yes, That is the account I want you to charge it to. Yes, You have a lovely day as well.” One must be nice to the operators only the uncouth could be rude as the common folk. Like that plan wrecker adventurer Taven Clearwater.
The mirror shimmered and a wizened woman appeared dressed the only way a rich dowager could. Her white hair expertly braided and interwoven with satin ribbons.
“Olenna Penticrest?”
“Who is this?” Olenna asked as she peered into her mirror and attempted to squint.
“I merely wanted to congratulate you for raising Taven. Did you hear the news? Taven helped end that dreadful kobold infestation. You did a wonderful job taking in your grandson.”
He gushed awhile on the superb upbringing she provided. He waited patiently watching as the tension in her shoulders dissipated. It was a treat to watch that wizened old face light up in joy.
After all, She was the handmaiden who picked up the baby and ran as the princess was slain in her own rooms.
He so disliked his plans being fucked over by scion of that princess. Ignorant of the dangers that was all around him.
Taven was strong. but were those around him? When one trod on the toes of dragons…  The resulting talons were an inevitability.
He lamented the loss of this mirror but mirrors were replaceable.
“I have intruded upon your time long enough. So I shall take my leave.”
“Die”
The mirror cracked from the sheer force of his magic. The shards flying in all directions. But not before his spell thundered through.
snuffing out her life with a single word. The look of surprise was delightful.  The mirror network had enabled certain possibilities. He had merely discovered the ability the network had to transmit high powered spells… Provided they were vocal. But he was experimenting with the Symbol spells to see if those worked just as well.
He scratched a mark on the wall. There were half a dozen similar marks.
How many connections did Taven have to his mother? One less.
“Servants I require another mirror” They cowardly provided.
Truly, He lamented sending that assassin. He should have gone himself.
Sometimes one had to manually prune withered branches and this was no different. Let Taven have his extraplanar adventure.
There would be no connection anchoring him to this world when he returned.
The dragon smiled.
He’d make sure of that.
 

It could also be this.
“Yes, Operator can you connect me to Olenna Penticrest? Why yes I’ll gladly pay the long distance charge. Yes, That is the account I want you to charge it to. Yes, You have a lovely day as well.” One must be nice to the operators only the uncouth could be rude as the common folk. Like that plan wrecker adventurer Taven Clearwater.
The mirror shimmered and a wizened woman appeared dressed the only way a rich dowager could. Her white hair expertly braided and interwoven with satin ribbons.
“Olenna Penticrest?”
“Who is this?” Olenna asked as she peered into her mirror and attempted to squint.
“I merely wanted to congratulate you for raising Taven. Did you hear the news? Taven helped end that dreadful kobold infestation. You did a wonderful job taking in your grandson.”
He gushed awhile on the superb upbringing she provided. He waited patiently watching as the tension in her shoulders dissipated. It was a treat to watch that wizened old face light up in joy.
After all, She was the handmaiden who picked up the baby and ran as the princess was slain in her own rooms.
He so disliked his plans being fucked over by scion of that princess. Ignorant of the dangers that was all around him.
Taven was strong. but were those around him? When one trod on the toes of dragons…  The resulting talons were an inevitability.
He lamented the loss of this mirror but mirrors were replaceable.
“I have intruded upon your time long enough. So I shall take my leave.”
“Die”
The mirror cracked from the sheer force of his magic. The shards flying in all directions. But not before his spell thundered through.
snuffing out her life with a single word. The look of surprise was delightful.  The mirror network had enabled certain possibilities. He had merely discovered the ability the network had to transmit high powered spells… Provided they were vocal. But he was experimenting with the Symbol spells to see if those worked just as well.
He scratched a mark on the wall. There were half a dozen similar marks.
How many connections did Taven have to his mother? One less.
“Servants I require another mirror” They cowardly provided.
Truly, He lamented sending that assassin. He should have gone himself.
Sometimes one had to manually prune withered branches and this was no different. Let Taven have his extraplanar adventure.
There would be no connection anchoring him to this world when he returned.
The dragon smiled.
He’d make sure of that.
 

Oh the imagery this brought to mind. I scared my puppy when I read about granny not making it. I could just see a teen shouting "Yes!" and doing a fist pump when his laptop won the saving throw, and then telling his stricken grandmother, "Sorry, but you should have listened when I told you that leather can't beat chain mail. Maybe if you had put more points in intelligence, instead of pouring it all into charisma, you would have known that with mom being a phone operator, that jerk of an orc was going to come after us. I don't care if you do have have 18 in charisma, you're 80, very wrinkly, smell like Bengay, and have a shitty armor class, of course you were going down! I will come back and bury you after I fry his ugly self with the laser app on my laptop."

Absolutely true. But there is an element of horror as well.
It would mean at the basic level an antagonist would target the switchboard operator analog first. The headquarters would have to be heavily defended.( Adventurers heroically holding off the orc army while the operators do their best to call for reinforcements. )
And not to mention now the antagonist now has the means to go after not just you. But your family, your loved ones and your friends. And while your PC can shrug off DC 15 saving throw(such as suggestion.) granny ain’t making it. Especially from something like power word kill through the phone analog.
I.G. (modern threats confronted in a fantasy medium can help people deal with said new threats.)

Absolutely true. But there is an element of horror as well.
It would mean at the basic level an antagonist would target the switchboard operator analog first. The headquarters would have to be heavily defended.( Adventurers heroically holding off the orc army while the operators do their best to call for reinforcements. )
And not to mention now the antagonist now has the means to go after not just you. But your family, your loved ones and your friends. And while your PC can shrug off DC 15 saving throw(such as suggestion.) granny ain’t making it. Especially from something like power word kill through the phone analog.
I.G. (modern threats confronted in a fantasy medium can help people deal with said new threats.)

<3 see you thought of it and that what is important. As society gets more comfortable long-range comm will make it into fantasy as well. Think like the start of a new age type thing.

<3 see you thought of it and that what is important. As society gets more comfortable long-range comm will make it into fantasy as well. Think like the start of a new age type thing.

Well just imagine magic users having access to the internet analog while the rest of the mundane world is barely out of the middle ages.
No wonder regular people think the magic users are crazy or eccentric. When it just turns out they have their own Webspeak(Mirrorspeech) Sorta like how your grand parents don’t really know the internet. But just the entire nonmagical population in general. Now it makes more sense.  Magic users would have their own complete culture to themselves. 
Like  redditors arguing the ethics of using animate dead to create tireless servants.  Or the arguments of Divine vs Arcane…
And then Psionics get involved cause why not.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collective_farming 
 
I googled it. This was all it had to say about it.

Well its even more confusing now cause now.
The MTG  verse is part of the D&D with the addition of Ravnica as a plane.

I’m a 3.5 fan myself.
Edition 4 was attempting to make the RPG too much like a video game… Without graphics. And I’m still up in the air about the edition five since all they seem to do is have Mystra get hit with a bus at the end of every edition.

Always assumed Deneir with his metatext was the closest to what is essentially coding. It would be Cyric and Vecna developing viruses. For sure and Bane with the rest of the Dead Three causing chaos.
And giving  Mystra another notch on her belt of regret for giving mortals magic. Haha.

Its depends on the setting.
But people don’t realize that D&D, pathfinder. They wouldn’t ever develop phones. Because it would be redundant and not nearly as effective as what they have now.
Yes. Technically the magic casters technically have social media. (complete with sound and sight.)
All you’d really need is a minor artifact to power a main hub and just start selling books on how to connect your mirror to it and bam. instead of phones, they’d have compact mirrors. For adventurers and the nobility. The fact that its never brought up is a failure of imagination. 

The Palantiri would have made the war much simpler. There were seven but Sauron had acquired one. Stopping everyone on middle earth from utilizing them.( Since putting your mind into direct contact with evil incarnate is a dumb idea but then we aren’t talking about Denethor the 2)
Without that one. The LOTR would have been a single book and over halfway because long-distance communication is OP

If the name is ambiguous, using the character’s name is also a way around things.

Thank you all. I had no idea how to handle it as I have never tried writing something that required the gender of a person being concealed. 
 
This is why I came back, the people here are so willing to help. It is so nice. 

Yes. This is one of the best ways.
They/Them could work. You don’t want to use the word “it” . Cause it a dehumanizing in a sense but also the least informative word to give. Unless the character isn't human at all.

Yes. This is one of the best ways.
They/Them could work. You don’t want to use the word “it” . Cause it a dehumanizing in a sense but also the least informative word to give. Unless the character isn't human at all.

I can't remember exactly when I started playing. However, I do remember pouring over books, rolling dice that seemed very odd to me as I had only seen six sided dice until then. The DM had only one character sheet so everything had to be copied onto loose leaf paper, and I agonized over what sort of character to make. I ended up making a druid and a cleric. One of the other players kept barging into rooms, and although the DM was going easy on us until we learned the ins and outs, this guy didn't seem to learn. He barged into a room and a grey ooze dropped on his head. He was our first casualty, and I was hooked. After that, if it had oddly shaped diced, and characters with attributes, I was in. Some of my fondest memories are of playing D&D or one of its spin-offs. Being able to print things out just isn't the same as browsing the books and other needed items at the hobby store, at least in my opinion.

I still get mentally stuck back in Edition 3.5 myself. Elderspawn plays regularly and I’m just as lost with what Wizards of the Coast has done to my beloved Seldarine...