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[h2][color=598527][i][b]Kathryn Pyke[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=598527]Human, Fighter (Rune Knight), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=598527][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 49 / 49	[color=598527][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 19	[color=598527][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Watch Tower --> Fields near Estate House
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	Kathryn was ready to be there for Victoria so she knew she wasn't alone in all of this. The woman seemed troubled, and concerned with the world around her. Offering wine and a chance to listen if the smaller woman needed it. Kathryn however didn't expect so many of Victoria's walls to break down before her eyes. The half giant woman was caught off guard, and for a moment was stunned and unsure what to do. Briefly her reaction may have showed, but taking a moment to process things Kathryn sat and leaned in. Making sure her full attention was on the bard as she spoke. Spoke of her challenges in town, with the medicine woman, with herself. Though Kathryn had taking a good sip of her boiled wine when she passed a mug off to Victoria, the moment she began speaking the mug simply sat nestled in both hands as Kat leaned in. The woman looked on the edge of collapse, yet somehow more determined than ever. Like a messenger on their way to deliver the most important letter that could ever be sent, and they knew that every step they took they were closer. That every hill they climbed was one less to pass over. That every robbery avoided was one less bandit on the road. And that damn letter would be delivered. 

	As Victoria let on to how few knew her real intentions of learning her new skill set, she seemed to feel horrified that no one would ever be able to see her as anything other than... well... another evil necromancer. How if the parents, or the medicine woman knew the truth, they would have never let Victoria anywhere close. When she asked if anyone would ever do such a thing Kathryn spoke up after a moment of deep thought, and a solid couple breaths to think on it. "[color=598527]I would.[/color]" The big woman said softly. A warm reassuring smile on her face. "[color=598527]I'm not going to say I fully understand what you are going through. Because if I am being blunt, I don't. I don't know the ins and outs of magic, I have a crude grasp of runic magic as it is. But I understand wanting to be able to do more. Have more control in your own world.[/color]" Kathryn let out a soft breath before taking a sip of her wine. "[color=598527]I didn't learn to fight because I wanted to help people. Hells, I didn't even learn it because I had fun with it. At least, not for the most part. I wanted to hurt people.[/color]" Kathryn said in a strained and defeated tone. "[color=598527]And it took way too long to realize I was becoming just as bad as those who hurt me. No... worse. Someone more powerful than me hurt me, and I took it out on those weaker than me. The messed up part? I still have that craving to be stronger, more powerful, unstoppable.[/color]" She was also concerned that if she was ever to get the kind of power she wanted, that she'd relapse. End just like those who wronged her again. Physically, few things could match her, let alone overpower her. If she was able to stack on even more power to that? Master the old runes, or obtain power in other ways? She'd be a terrifying force.

	"[color=598527]I won't lie to you either. The idea of necromancy is a little unsettling to me. Your reasons for wanting to learn more physical medicine are also a little unsettling. I don't think that makes you a bad person. Weird? Maybe. But if you have a look around I think you'll find that a lot of us are weird in some way. And I am sure you have your own reasons for what you do. Just don't let those reasons corrupt the good person I know is under all of that fashion wear yeah?[/color]" She said in a teasing tone. Truth be told, Victoria always had a way of looking rather spectacular, seemingly without even trying! She was pretty sure that wasn't true. But listening to Victoria now, Kathryn couldn't help but worry Victoria may be down a path that Kathryn finds herself a little too close too from time to time. Power at all costs, no matter the consequences, no matter who got harmed in the process. No matter what it did to one's self. "[color=598527]If things change, and you would like help, I am spending a lot of time in my room at the moment working off your transcripts. And always looking for an excuse to take a break. Or if you need a break, the tower here has a great view, and I need a drinking buddy who won't sober me up when I least expect it.[/color]" Kathryn chuckled trying to bring some lighthearted humor into things. Kathryn wasn't the best at trying to comfort people. Much of her life the only steady person to communicate with was an extremely elderly halfing man addicted to booze and whorehouses. Some of the woman he brought home were fun to chat with though.

	Victoria began to speak up again, and Kathryn was instantly back into hyper focused listening mode. Kathryn's expression dropped when Victoria spoke up though. Cursed? Then the bell rang. Kathryn didn't need to know a lot about country living to know that it meant bad news. This late at night no one would ring a bell like that unless there was good reason. Looking up back towards the state house, she saw the glow. "[color=598527]I'll come too.[/color]" Kathryn said standing up, swallowing the last of her wine, and booking it downstairs and back towards the house in a full sprint. Leaving behind the wine and mugs as she went.