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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] Coach House -> L'Rose Estate

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[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] 5/5


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Several days had passed since Jon had given Blackberry some...friendly advice to giving Old Boy some exercise. Thankfully it had only taken one early morning visit from Jon, banging on the coach house door before dawn to find BlackBerry already half dressed for another days work, to make sure the dragonborn was following his advice. The sight of BlackBerry taking Old Boy for meandering walks around the L'Rose Estate or even walking with the other stable hands and their charges through the empty fields to put Old Boy through his paces. Towards the end of the week, pair could even be seen heading out of the estate, though who lead who could easily be up for debate. BlackBerry of course followed Victoria's advice to keep away from Southmoor itself, but once she had given the all clear he had gone to run a few errands; namely buying yet another set of clothes and sending off letters. The price for sending it all had not been cheap, and anyone other than BlackBerry would have balked at the price.

But right now the warm and comfortable evening in the coach house had take a sudden turn with Victoria's outburst and retreat from the group. Even from Blackberry's spot by the fire, wrapped up in a poncho and his feet up to on another seat to enjoy the heat, felt the temperate in the room figuratively drop. He watched Kosara take point at the window to see how Lady Kathryn would go and reassure their friend. He waited, watching Kosara leaning out of the open window to something he couldn't quite hear himself. He let go of a breathe he didn't know he had been holding when Kosara hopped off the window with a smile. 

[color=00aeef]"They will be quite alright. It would appear victoria has had a...ah, a bit of stressful time in Southmoor given the recent events."[/color] He turned to face Lizbeth. He put down his own mug of wine to try and wave away the girls worries. [color=00aeef]"Lady Kathryn will be able to turn Victorias frown upside down. Just you see."[/color] Blackberry pulling the sides of his mouth down and up for emphasis. [color=00aeef]"Best we do not crowd the poor thing in any case. Sometimes a kind word from one is better than from many. Oh do go on Kosara, we may as well, If you will teach me. But close that blasted window first before we catch a cold."[/color] With his worries now somewhat put to rest he felt ready to relax a bit more. [color=00aeef]"Though I will be the first to admit I am unsure of any dances. I am quite the novice."[/color]

He would follow Kosaras lead in whatever dance she could think of. But he kept his own several layers of clothing on. As they moved back and forth around the tables and chairs, a question burned in BlackBerry's mind demanding to be spoken. A few times he opened his mouth, the question clawing at his throat, but the question was for Lady Kathryn and Victoria as well, and best done without anyone else present. Banishing the question he instead asked things like [color=00aeef]"Am I doing this right?"[/color],[color=00aeef] "Which way do I move my foot?"[/color], [color=00aeef]"I put my hand here? Correct?"[/color], sometimes even humming a little tune and clapping his hand on his chest to an unheard beat. It was a fun little distraction while it lasted. 

Then there was a noise under their own sounds of laughter and traipsing around the room. BlackBerry paused and, tilting his head towards the window, listened intently for it. It was a bell. It took BlackBerry a few moments listening to the bell ringing madly to understand what it was. Years of life experience took hold and in an instant wound every muscle and nerve tight. He was right on Lizbeths heels when the girl pulled the door open. His feet skidded through the snow in the courtyard when he came to a stop, snapping head this way and that, then spotting the distant flames.

[color=00aeef]"A fire?"[/color] He blinked several times several times and shielded his eyes from the fat, fluffy snowflakes trailing past. [color=00aeef]"In this weather? surely no-"[/color] Lizbeth then sped past him and out onto the path towards the fire with her winter cloak bellowing behind her. BlackBerry swore. [color=00aeef]"Lizbeth, hold on!"[/color] BlackBerry swore again. He dashed back to the coach house door and called in. [color=00aeef]"Kosara hurry. Several fires have broken out on the fields. Lizbeth has gone charging off on her own."[/color]

With that he turned again and sprinted across the courtyard and onto the path, haring after Lizbeth without even checking to see if Kosara had followed after him. He tore down the path towards the Estate House after the Lizbeth hoping to spot her either ahead of him or of the path already in the fields. With any luck he would run into either her or Lady Kathryn and Victoria. He could only hope the other two weren't in any danger.

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The first letter is wrapped in a separate envelope addressed to Brother Rorvil, with the date of writing in the top right.
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Dear Brother Rorvil

I hope this letter finds you in as good health and fortune as it leaves me. 

My apologies as well for how long it has been since my last letter but I must admit since then there has not been much of note until recently, and it is only just now I have found myself in one place for long enough to sit down and put thoughts to paper. While I long to hear back from you I must admit I doubt this will reach you in good time and I will have moved on before this letter reaches you, and I have yet to plan out my next destination.

I find myself now for the season upon the L'Rose Vineyard estate which if I believe you had mentioned some years ago for some reason I no longer recall, though likely in regard to their marvellous wines gifted from a traveller. I now find myself as part of another Adventuring group, to whom our most gracious host Madame L'Rose has offered accommodation for the season, after our work clearing up a spot of bother in the Avonshire Township concerning an errant pack of were-rats lead by none other than the townships own sheriff! The ruffian had been partaking in various acts which I shall not sully paper to describe but will simply say the world is much better without. You may be surprised to hear I am taking the opportunity to learn from the resident Senior Stable Master, a most knowledgeable man named Jon, all that I may in such a time as to horse care. You see we have acquired a mule and I have grown somewhat fond of Old Boy, for that is his name.

As for Madame L'Rose she is as already mentioned very generous and a most wonderful host even after the number of hardships she has endured recently so I only hope we are been as courteous to her as guests. As luck would have it she has a daughter, just a few years older than Melody though very much like her but perhaps a tad more daring being more for for going out having adventures than to simply sit inside reading about them.

The adventurers and myself have been dubbed; *The Ones Who Answered* by the locals. I bit of a mouthful but apparently it refers to letters the others had received calling them to arms against the situation in Avonshire. The adventurers themselves are three who I shall describe to you in turn thusly.

Firstly, there is Lady Kathryn, a knight of stupendous skill with all manner of weaponry and one I can say from experience could hold her own against any foe brave enough to face her. Despite her intimidating size and strength she is as sweet as a lamb, really a most agreeable sort all round. She hails from the county of Arcanapple and more than happy to bend anyone's ear to all manner of tales of the place, or even of her own adventures before receiving her letter.

Secondly, there is Kosara who is either a wizard, or a warlock, or simply magically inclined. I forget the difference so must remember to ask at some point. Regardless, she is a most chaotic individual though I must stress she is not of a malicious nature, more so she appears to act upon nearly any impulse. But even such moments are interspersed with moments of equal insight and care for all others around her. Overall I am often left unsure what to think of the woman but she does keep things interesting.

Last but by no means least is Victoria Belmont. I would describe Victoria to possess as much shrewd cunning as she does musical talent, which is to say I would not wish to cross her in either sense. She is a bard but moreso of the magical sort such as we would have stop by the monastery on occasion. While I admit we two do not see eye-to-eye on certain subjects I would trust her to take all things into account before making a decision. 

As to progress for my journey. I ask you keep this to yourself, are at the very least out of Melody's thoughts at all costs. I have made come to an impasse for you see the aforementioned Sheriff was working under instruction of another, one I suspect to be demonic or otherwise supernatural. Upon the sheriffs defeat myself and the others were offered power and knowledge by this being if we would only work for it. Before you worry yourself, no I have no accepted its offer, in fact the creature has made no further attempts to make contact since then. But it knew about my past, said it knew about the creature and that it was still out there just as I know in my bones it is! The being also seemed to know things about the others, for whom I shall respect their privacy and not put anything to paper but would wager all ring true. I'm uncertain of the others decision, if even they have paid it any further thought, or even if or how to broach the subject. Admittedly I am uncertain of my own decision. Uncertain if this is a test from the Gods or the saving grace I am so desperate for.

Please give my best to everyone and wishing you all good health, I will write to you again when I can.

Yours faithfully,
BlackBerry.
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The second letter is addressed to Melody, also with the date of writing in the top right corner.
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Dearest Melody

Hello there my child, I do hope you are well; eating all your food, doing you chores and all that sort of thing while I am away. I am sorry it has been some time since my last letter but until very recently I have not been able to find time to put quil to paper.

My journey has taken me ever further from you over hills, through valleys and townships filed with all manner of people. While I do long to be home soon it has been a rather exciting adventure being able to see new places and meet new people. Upon one road I came across a travelling book shop manned by a very interesting gnome, and in another I swear to you was a troll demanding I pay a pleasantly reasonable toll to cross his bridge, and then some excitement in a small hamlet I aided in fighting off rats the size of Scruffy if not larger!

Right now I'm staying at a wonderful place called the L'Rose Estate in Avonshire well off far to the eat of our little home, you should ask one of the Brothers to find a map to show you where it is, and it is a very charming and beautiful place. I have even managed to make a few new friends on my travels, and we are all staying for the season at the estate. I think you'd really like them; there's Lady Kathryn, who is a most marvellous knight and could throw even a horse, but she is much to kind a soul to even dream of such a thing. Then, there's Kosara who I feel you would enjoy the most for your shared love of adventure and excitement. She could spin you a tale such that you would scarcely believe and with cook up such wonderful treats from her home in the desert which is a very far away place where this is no snow and rarely ever rains. Can you imagine such a place? And Finally, Victoria, a most ingenious bard, a very refined and proper woman, so very different from most of the adventurers you will have seen. Not only a bard, but also possessing a talent for magic as well! She is able to summon a horse, and even a bird she can see through the eyes of. How marvellous is that?

Our little group has already made a name for ourselves as The Ones Who Answered. Perhaps news of our exploits will have reached you before this letter? In any case you need not worry as I am quite well, and the terrors of evil have been vanquished! For you see there had been a spot of bother in the Avonshire Township where the local Sheriff and Constabulary had turned against the people, causing fear and mayhem throughout what should have been an enjoyable Harvest Festival. But of course, their wicked ways were no match for us and were promptly dispatched of and peace returned to the Township. 

How I wish you could have been there to see the festivities for I am certain you would have enjoyed them all greatly. There was such wonderful music and delicious food which we do not have back home, they eat a lot less fish away from the shore and some I have spoken with have never eaten oyster before let alone know what it is. There is also a lot more snow even so early in the season as it is and I of course neglected to pack proper warm clothing. I have even had to buy shoes! Not the wrappings I normally end up wearing on occasion but proper shoes with soles and laces. While the shoemaker has done his best I must confess they are surprisingly uncomfortable. You must write sometime to tell me how you go about wearing these things day in and day out.

I really must go now though before I fill up another page with my ramblings. I must admit not much else has happened on my journey other than above but as soon as anything else happens I shall write to you as fast as I may and hopefully, with a bit of luck, I shall be able to hear from you as well.

Missing you with all my heart,
Blackberry.
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