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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
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] grape field
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Nature (10)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 2/5


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It would have been a lovely walk towards the grape fields if it werent for the cold. Where the others walked, lead by Kosara leaping and bounding her way playfully along the snowy edges of the paths, BlackBerry meanwhile trudged behind, trying to stomp some feeling back into his feet. Even with his new shoes he could feel his toes starting to go numb after huddling away in the tunnels entrance for so long. He had half a mind to wonder if Kosaras idea to keep busy and therefor moving by making a snowman had been the better idea of the pair.

When they arrived, watching Lady Kathryn had been a sight an a half. BlackBerry stared in wide eyes horror when the knight had plopped the offensive grape into her mouth. What in the name of all the Gods had possessed the woman to try one of the grapes would be a question he would have for the rest of his days. The audible ‘pop’ from within Lady Kathryns mouth and her following reaction simply confirmed that the idea had been a very bad one.

[color=00aeef]“Might I suggest not eating or drinking everything in sight, please.”[/color] BlackBerry pinched the bridge of his nose. But what Lady Kathryn said about definitely being the L’rose brand did make his tilt his head in confusion. [color=00aeef]“Well I certainly would not doubt that, Lady Kathryn but I must say they do seem a tad off given the situation. Kosara, these are the same grapes as the ones you brought us at breakfast. Are they not? Were you able to ask Madame L’Rose about them when you spoke earlier?”[/color]

He took the moment to look across the field they had been lead to and it struck him as incredibly odd that, of all the dead or otherwise dormant bushes around them it was only these two which were bearing fruit. BlackBerry peered over Kosara shoulder at the strange plants before kneeling down beside her to get a better look. The plant didn’t seem normal, even to BlackBerry’s untrained eye. The plant looked dormant as any other would be at this time of year; brown, dry, and bare but for the most stubborn leaves which rattled when he flicked the hardy stem. Other than the strange fruit he would have supposed the plants were dead for the winter.

The rest of the field had been marked, likely for clearing if BlackBerry’s meagre knowledge of farming served him right. There couldn't be that much difference between growing fruit and growing any other vegetable. Was it simply the case that the odd occurrence was contained to just these bushes? Or were they otherwise a foretelling of what was to come?

[color=00aeef]“Personally, I do not think these belong here.” [/color]He stated matter of factly whilst giving one another tap. Its leaves rustled with indignation. [color=00aeef]“Out of this whole field there are only the pair of them. I remember Madame L’Rose mentioning something about a late crop still needing to bring in but I would be very surprised if these were them. I believe we should take some to Madame L’Rose and get her opinion on this matter, and our other findings before we proceed with anything else.”[/color]
BlackBerry gripped the plant where a small branch split from the main stem and gave it a tug. The branch stubbornly refused to move, even and he twisted it this way and that trying to remove the damn thing. Lady Kathryn kindly lent a hand to rip and tug at the poor plant until it spitefully let go. BlackBerry held up the small branch he had been given with the mangled end and few remaining leaves. The parent plant was barely doing any better,, if only for the fact it was clinging to the ground for dear life.
[color=00aeef]“Ah…yes…thank you lady kathryn.”[/color]

He gave the shredded ends of the twig a curious sniff. It smelled like dry grass, almost like straw as he expected, but with sharper undertones of something else. The twig cracked quietly when he squeezed it between his thumb and finger. To him it was nothing more than a very dead twig from what should be an equally dead plant but couldn’t tell figure out anything else about the plant.

[color=00aeef]“Well, I unfortunately have no idea what sort of plant this may be but hopefully Madame L’Rose or someone else will know.”[/color] A somewhat unorthodox idea struck him then. [color=00aeef]“Victoria, perhaps you could even take some to your teacher in town? Perhaps she may have some inkling as to what is happening here.”[/color]