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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] Exhaustion (1)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Fields near the Estate House
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Perception (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] 5/5


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BlackBerry's teeth chattered madly despite his best efforts and Master Urmdrus' tea. While thankfully his toes had stopped hurting, this was worryingly because couldn't feel them anymore. He stomped the ground several more times just to be certain and was rewarded with only the dull sting on each impact. BlackBerry closed his tired eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Standing beside Old Boy he took a deep breath in of the icy air, stinging his nostrils, and then let it all out again in a long cloud of fog. It had been a very long night. If Jon so much as breathed with a hint of a complaint at him, BlackBerry was going to start biting. The first rays of morning sunshine struggling to climb over the horizon brought him a sense.

He would need to find some warmth soon, and a gentle huff from Old Boy suggested he wasn't the only one. Taking the reins in hand, he urged the tired mule on towards the Estate House were the promise of a kind word and a hot drink awaited.

The pair walked with a slow trudge of the very tired and only half aware of the frosty ground crunching steadily beneath their footsteps. He could see in the fields on either side also making their way back to the Estate House, like a flock of birds converging upon their nests, now that the work was done. He let out a sigh mixed equal parts pride at a job well done, and desperation for a long sleep and a hot bath.

He occasionally caught sight of Lizbeth dashing across the fields in the same manner of Kosara and Victoria tirelessly lighting fires and placing braziers. It was surprising how much energy the young squire in training had. He made a mental note to make sure she got some rest as well. No doubt at some point the dear would hit her limit and it was going to hurt.

Nearing the Estate house, he caught sight of something in the corner of his eye. He stopped and turned to look towards the east where a hill stood holding the rising sun atop its crest, and the silhouettes of five individuals. Confused, he shielded his eyes and squinted up at the figures in a fruitless attempt to pick out any details from them. Ever looking to help someone in need, he let go of the reins for a moment to wave up at the figures.

[color=00aeef]"Hello there!"[/color] He called as loud as he could hoping they would hear him across the fields. [color=00aeef]"Are you lost?...Hello?"[/color] BlackBerry stopped waving. The figures weren't moving. Even if they hadn't heard him he would have expected some movement. [color=00aeef]"Strange."[/color] He mused to Old Boy. The mule simply flicked an ear.

He reclaimed the reigns and moved on once again towards the Estate House to find Victoria, Morty, and a few others standing around just before it. He drew Old Boy to a stop and gave a friendly wave to them all.

In the classic way of someone summoning the last of their energy from the dregs of their reserves, BlackBerry took a deep breath in and smiled tiredly to everyone gather. [color=00aeef]"Ah! Well good morning everyone! Well would you look at that, we all survived and not a grape lost I dare say. See there, just as I told Madame L'Rose; the fields are warm as anything as I said they would, and in good time too."[/color] The energy of the message was somewhat lost under the frantic chattering of his teeth.[color=00aeef] "Could I be a bother and ask someone to take care of Old Boy for a spell? Perhaps take the thing back to the Coach House even. I spotted some people up on the hill just over there, and planned to go investigate. To Make sure none of the villagers had lost their way or become turned around in the dark."[/color] He threw his thumb over his shoulder back towards the hill.

Under the fog of tiredness in both body and mind, a little red flag appeared. He head turned back towards the hill, towards the figures in their strange position, four bowing to the fifth standing proud amongst them. They still hadn't moved.

With a frown, BlackBerry asked. [color=00aeef]"Am I right in thinking that there were no scarecrows or such like in that direction yesterday?"[/color] He squinted again at the figures. "I am quite unable to tell from this distance."