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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] Rose River Vineyard (Fields Near Estate House)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Perception 17 (seeing where Lizbeth went),
Perception 22 (seeing where braziers are being setup to go)
[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] x/5


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BlackBerry charged down the path after Lizbeth. in the fields on either side he saw he pools of fire raging wildly. It was easy enough to see her her silhouette scrambling ahead of him, even through the falling fat flakes of snow whisking past his face. He was thankful that she didn't suddenly veer off into the fields on either side but instead continued straight on towards the Estate House, then came to a stumbling stop in front of an equally flustered looking Madame L'Rose.

[color=00aeef][i]Now this is curious.[/i][/color] BlackBerry thought when came to a stop as well before Madame L'Rose. He had expected her to be in a panic, worryingly asking what was the matter in horrified shrieks. While there was still some panic in her voice it was more like that of someone with an arrow pointed to them rather than someone with an arrow in them.

Listening to Madame L'Rose and Lizbeth explain the situation he took another look at the fields around them to see the same pools of fire which he had thought were raging, were actually in fact very controlled atop braziers or in small buckets with the occasional silhouette of a farm hand blocking them from view. If he focussed hard enough he could just make out some of the farm hands scurrying in the fields, some made easier by torches they carried, as they all frantically worked away.

Then came Lizbeths plea for help, for them to do something, to use some fabulous skill or spell or what have you to make the whole situation fix itself. Neither of them may have said those words but the meaning was clear and Lizbeth was undoubtedly at an age, of good natured naivety to think such magic was possible. BlackBerry restrained a nervous grimace.

When Victoria spoke BlackBerry nearly jumped in surprise, so consumed by his own thoughts of pre-emptive guilt he hadn't heard her or Lady Kathryn approach, but it had the wonderful effect of clearing space in his mind for an idea to take root. He clicked his tongue a few times with a shake of his head in mock-disappointment at Victoria.

[color=00aeef]"Nonsense Victoria. There are still plenty of skills you have we can draw upon. And the same goes for the rest of us. We are The Ones Who Answered, and we never let a cry for help go unanswered even if it means simply putting in some 'hard graft' or a 'bit of elbow grease'." [/color]The idea was starting to grow into a plan, and with each word his voice took on another level of bravado. And volume even if the sentence did leave him towards the end. 

[color=00aeef]"You heard Young Lizbeth everyone. Time is off the essence so here is an idea, but we must decide quickly if it is worth the effort."[/color] He drew all present company closer, the L'Rose's included. Addressing Victoria first he began to explain his plan. [color=00aeef]"Victoria, let us get Morty and Old Boy fitted to their wagons quickly to help equipment and supplies out onto the field. Morty's should fit between the trellises, if I am not mistaken, while Old Boy and myself can circle the perimeter. However I will admittedly need an extra pair of hands if possible. But I do already see a few spots the staff has started work on, where some more fire would prove most useful."[/color] Added with a quick look towards Kosara, in his mind the pair of them were likely speedy enough to get anything done in record time.

[color=00aeef]"Lady Kathryn."[/color] He snapped his fingers at the very well insulated knight. [color=00aeef]"We could use your impressive strength getting all the supplies up onto the wagons. Afterwards we should do well to handle setting everything up ourselves or otherwise helped by the farm staff already on the fields. However, between it all anything else you can do to aid the staff closest I dare say wouldn't go amiss."[/color] There wasn't time to waste any...well...time.

He paused for a moment to finalise the last of his thoughts and to gauge the reaction of the others. Would they think this was a good idea? Perhaps with a bit of luck either Lady Kathryn or Kosara might have some imaginative, genius solution hidden up their sleeves. The time it would take them to get Morty and Old Boy setup was the flaw in his current plan where perhaps only one of the two animals would be enough for the work, but he hoped the benefit of having the two animals working would offset this flaw. As it was he couldn't see any of the workhorses out, either they were out of sight in the darkness or the hands simply couldn't be spared to lead them.

Hands. He poked his head up from the huddle to cast another long look over the fields. The fires he could see didn't extend anywhere close to the estates edges. Even with Victoria and Himself leading the charge setting up equipment...how could they hope to keep everything going with so few staff.

[color=00aeef]"Madame L'Rose, Lizbeth. Are there any others of whom you could call upon to help? I fear even with us helping you are still several hands short"[/color]