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[h2][color=00aeef][i][b]Baronfjørd "Blackberry" Chedgusah[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=00aeef]Dragon Born, Monk (Astral self), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=00aeef][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 40 / 40    [color=00aeef][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16  [color=00aeef][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Insight 5
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[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] x/5


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BlackBerry stared down at Urmdrus felt the mans eyes bore into his own. The moment after his joke dragged on painfully. Between the group apparently not meeting the mans standards for amounts of piss, and BlackBerry’s joke it seemed to him that they were not making the best impression. BlackBerry’s grin twitched with uncertainty as the second continued to stretch and fill with dread. And then the moment snapped to the sounds of the dwarfs laughter. BlackBerry’s grin went from wavering in fear to splitting his face with relief, even a small chuckle of his own at the Dwarf’s appreciative bumps on his arm.

As the others began to sort themselves out, Victoria and Lizbeth making to follow after Madame L’Rose out of the taproom, BlackBerry thought over the exchange he had witness moments prior which he had caught the tail end of. For a moment a less than charitable side of him wondered if there was something else going on; he had caught Lizbeth Volunteering himself and the others to lend a hand earning her a sharp look from Madame L’Rose. A shamefully less than charitable side of his wondered if Madame L’Rose was hiding something from them but thinking it over again he didn’t think that was the case and was more likely just the stress of the last few days and week was getting to the poor woman.

[color=00aeef]“Thank you kindly Madame L’Rose. We shall see you shortly!”[/color] He bid Madame L’Rose, Lizbeth, and Victoria, an excited farewell and closed the door behind them.

In the following silence he turned to look at Lady Kathryn who had answered the mystery of the wine barrels outside.[color=00aeef] “May I ask as to why you had several barrels out in the courtyard this morning.”[/color] He then blinked and tilted his head to the side. [color=00aeef]“Where did you even find those barrels?”[/color]

To the offer of joining Lady Kathryn for a walk he raise his hand and shook his head. [color=00aeef]“Perhaps, Lady Kathryn, another time I shall join you. For now though, Kosara, if I may lend a hand in making ‘flatbread’ with you? Though I will admit I am not entirely sure what it is but I can hazard a guess.”[/color] His . But they did have a time limit [color=00aeef]“If they do not take too long to make or even need any particular ingredient?”[/color]

[color=00aeef]“It does seem that Madame L’Rose has a lot on her plate at the moment. I am sure she will appreciate us making a meal or bringing some food with us.”[/color] His voice took on a seldom heard sombre tone which filled the quiet left in their visitors wake.[color=00aeef]“I think I shall reiterate my offer of a helping hand to her over breakfast whilst we are here, or until she is able to sort out her troubles.”[/color]

[color=00aeef]“Even poor Lizbeth seems left somewhat paranoid now. I would wager a hefty penny some of her eagerness to train comes from that.”[/color] The look of worry returned to his face and his gaze seemed to settle somewhere in the middle distance. [color=00aeef]“But still…I wonder…perhaps something else is happening.”[/color]