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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 -> Corpse Party on the hill
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Survival (20)
[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 gladly let Jon take Old Boy from him. The mule had become ever more intolerable as the night had wore on from being just as cold and tired as BlackBerry was. In his mind the pair could do with not seeing each other for a while or at least until they had had a chance to sleep away their sour moods. Kosara quickly stepped past him and strode confidently ahead, straight to the strange figures still standing resolutely still atop the hill above them.

[color=00aeef]"Good gracious. Already on the move and one to take the lead as always Kosara. Do wait a moment would you. Ah never mind."[/color] Worry nagged at his tired thoughts. There was something strange about those figures and he bit his lip at the idea of Kosara being there on her own. Quickly setting off after her, he slowed down and hopped sideways just long enough to quickly say towards Lizbeth. [color=00aeef]"Worry not Young Lizbeth, we shall return before you know it. Best you go and rest up after last night, you appear frightfully exhausted. Oh! And do check on your Aunt as well!"[/color]

Sparing not another thought he spun back around and trudged up the hill after Kosara. BlackBerry kept his eyes downturned and focussed on the ground in front of him, focussed on keeping his legs steady and tired feet landing in Kosara footsteps so he wouldnt have to push through any snow drifts himself. Shortly after Kosara, he arrived to the same awful, macabre sight of the undoubtedly dead bodies. They were human, that much was still obvious, and BlackBerry couldn't help but think of Kosaras own clothing when he saw the silk garments and threads waving lazily in the breeze.

[color=00aeef]"Well...I daresay this is less than reassuring. I dread to think we had an unknown audience during the night."[/color] His thoughts turned to the bodies they had found in the hidden distillery not long ago. He saw Kosara scrunch her nose in thought [color=00aeef]"Copper for your thoughts, Kosara?"[/color]

That grim feeling of unease took its usual spot in his stomach, which then did an impressive backflip when Kosara plucked the ribbon tied letter from the standing corpses hand. BlackBerry snapped into a defensive pose, snow crunching under his feet, and waited for an attack. Several seconds past without a sound or movement from the gathered corpses.

But nothing happened.

His glare was dawn away from the bodies once Kosara had finished reading the letter. For a moment he had thought she had read something on it. BlackBerry, tiredness testing his patience, didn't hold back the disgruntled sight which he immediately regretted.

[color=00aeef]"May I see? Please."[/color]

Tied eyes struggled to focus on the squiggles on paper that was handed to him and he turned so the sun lit it better. His eyes grew to the size of dinner plates and then were promptly crushed by eyebrows slamming down. He read the letter. He read it again, and then a third time. BlackBerry lifted himself out of the letter with a heavy sigh and a troubled look.

[color=00aeef]"Well this is....this is very surprising. I believe it might be written in Draconic, or some form of it at the very least. Do give me one moment."[/color] He sounded uncertain however, and squinted again at the paper. [color=00aeef]"Yes...yes, definitely Draconic. However, It seems to be a very old dialect. I must admit it makes little sense to me."[/color] BlackBerry's voice was quiet, subdued, trailing off as he handed the paper back to Kosara with his eyes turned downward. His fingers began to tap, tap, tap against his thumb.

Into the silence he cleared his throat and seemed to quickly rally himself. [color=00aeef]"Well. I suppose have yet another mystery on our hands. And to add one more to the pile I, for one, would like to know just how these..."[/color] He waved his hand at the direction of the bodies. [color=00aeef]"...corpses got here."[/color] Following that train of thought like a lifeline he crunched his way through the snow around the upright corpses, careful to keep out of their assumed reach, towards their rear. [color=00aeef]"Ah ha! Here, there's a trail of footprints leading away from them."[/color] Tired as his eyes were they still worked, and he pointed into the shallow dents in the snow of obscured footprints leading in a straight line away from them.

Captured by this clue and eager to make himself useful BlackBerry followed the trail, careful to walk alongside it rather than in it, down the other side of the hill. He continued to follow the trail until it stopped so suddenly that he overshot it by several steps and had to double back to find it again. Anyone watching the shiny blue dragon born would see him looking at the ground and then this way and that, and even a full spin.

[color=00aeef]"Bloody buggers came out of nowhere."[/color] BlackBerry called back up to the others. [color=00aeef]"Popped out of the ground like daisies or something like. Good spot I must say. No sign of the watch tower or the house from here."[/color] He continued shouting back at the other as he was already stomping his way back up the hill.