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Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Secret Distillery? Action: Investigation(Looting) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara turned her attention to V who was apparently unable to use her magics to speak with the dead. According to the bard, it wasn’t working. The tiefling looked confused, tilted her head, poked the body at her feet.” Maybe they are too dead… or not dead enough… but can a dead body not be dead enough unless it’s walking about?” She was getting confused.” Is there such a thing as a magical dead… there was a magic surge after all… or is it undead… hm.” She was musing in confusion. Though she was now giving the bodies the judging eyes.

It was around this time, Kosara’s attention was turned towards Berry who apparently was threatening one of the dead guys. Kosara looked at the blue shiny Berry, blinked, trying to recall the direction of the body, not quite recalling it. Then she looked down at the body in her feet and crouched down, studying him more in depth. Were these undead then?” If what Berry’s saying is true… will we have to bury the entrance before leaving later? Can’t let these… bodies wander around on their own if it’s the case… or if we don’t want to risk it, could we just… put them on a pyre?” She asked the others as she brought forth her grabby hands and began carefully ruffling through the remains of the body at her feet.

“Poisoning alcohol is a pretty good way to affect many people. Alcohol lasts a long time, is widely consumed and nobody would open barrels of it to test it without meaning to drink it… Gramps back home was very defensive of the booze, especially the barrels that arrived from afar.”

In any case, leaving the other to their own devices, Kosara focused on the task at hand… looting! No not looting, looking for clues! Yes that sounded better and more adventure-esque. Going through remains of the cloth and the body she started pulling out things. First on her list of clues was a pouch. It looked decent and looking inside, she spotted no less than 7 silver pieces. Weird number to randomly have in there. Then there were some tools she didn’t quite recognize and a knife. Tools and knive needed some work, but really she didn’t think they looked too terrible. Maybe some work with a whetstone and they would be as good as new. In any case, maybe the tools, the pouch and the knife would shed some light on the identity later. She didn’t know, but maybe there was something identifiable about them. Was going to have to ask the locals. Putting everything to the side carefully she finished her inspections of not finding more loot, but locating a big clue. She blinked, before nodding to herself.” I might be wrong, but this skull looks a bit… more battered than the rest of the body… Maybe somebody bashed his head.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Secret Distillery? Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“They are pretty dead!” Kosara called back an answer to Victoria’s question about the finding from their unfortunate hosts in this lil hidey hole they had found themselves into. As far as the tiefling woman could realize, yes death was present here and she was fairly certain it wasn’t an organized burial service like back home in some cases with lavish tombs and what not. Though it all begged a few questions: Seeing as these two apparently died here, why did they die here and more importantly who walled them off afterwards? People didn’t just wall off random places with dead bodies inside them unless they wanted to hide them away… or didn’t want to risk moving the dead for… reasons.” Looks like they’ve been here a good while.” She added, given the state of decay, wondering why mummies didn’t decay quite like this. Probably those special treatments that grandpa was going on about years ago? She didn’t exactly pay too much attention to some of the history lessons.

She kind of loosely listened to the others going on about theories when it came to the various possibilities that could have caused the apparent build up of magic to cause wild magic? On that note, she pulled her braid to check what was that about that V informed her of. Something in her hair…!?” Ohh...” She made a sound of realization when she found her braid neatly braided with flowers too!” OHHH! IT’S SO PRETTY!” She squeeled in delight, finding her hair now was a very nice boquet of flowers! It took time to braid flowers into one’s hair and she got a free makeover! She did a spin on the spot from joy. So this must have been the result on her form the wild magic surge. Others got taller… Kathryn too it seemed, though it wasn’t easy to notice since the difference was small.

Her attention then was pulled away from a flash of energy and light. It seemed their resident monk sneezed! SNEEZED ELEMENTAL MAGICS! Kosara blinked in shock and confusion.” Bless you!” She chimmed in as it was only proper, but then blinked in thoughtful manner as she eyed the monk.” You could breath elemental magics like a true dragon! That’s amazing! You should do it more often!” Kosara honestly told him, always happy to witness interesting and impressive pretty visual feats. Even if it was sparkly magical lights being sparkly and pretty. Though now that her attention returned to the matter at hand, she gloriously looked at the corpse she had Kathryn had examined and then went to search him, whistling a tune. For some reason she really wanted to get a whip… and a hat.” Time to loo… ahm time to search for clues and treasures of the past!” She corrected herself. This was no official tomb… or a grave… so it wasn’t grave robbing. Especially since she was just curious on what they had on them rather than taking possession of it. Yes. She concluded, whistling a tune, imagining herself, with a wide brimmed hat and a whip, outrunning a boulder. Like a true adventurer should.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Burried wall near the Sycamore Tree → Secret Distillery? Action: Investigation(8) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Let’s dig!” Kosara happily exclaimed with shovel in hand as the duo had geared up with tools of the trade for their sudden excavation efforts. The peace and calm of the winter was nice and all, but Kosara being Kosara was in need of some excitement! The duo’s attack on the spot soon revealed that yes, there was something well of note there. Especially when some of it crumbled and let out the odor of rot of some kind or another. She turned to look at V, her own grin wide.” Ohh… we can let them do it, but let grab the mattocks just in case.” She confirmed.

Eventually the group had well reassembled, Kathryn and Berry looking a bit ruffled up from their fight… training…? Whatever it was, but point was that the crew well undertook the job of breaching the hidden room. Or maybe it was a tunnel? A secret dungeon!? Whatever it was, must have been there a while, what with all the roots and everything. Or the way the wood had rotted up. Even if it was buried that still took time. In any case with some team efforts and mainly letting the bigger people do it faster, the entrance was well uncovered!” YAY!” Kosara exclaimed when the way was opened, only for blink in confusion when a sparkle of magic… or was it a shiver of magic... glimmer of magic? There was something that happened that caused her to blink and look in confusion at the others.” Anyone else felt that?” She asked before her head tilted in confusion when she took in her friends. Something was just off. Not by much, but there was something off.

She stared at V who to Kosara was most easily to spot the difference… kind of. V looked taller. Visibly so. Kathryn at first glance didn’t appear too different outright. Berry on the other side was… shinier.” Hmmm… So V, you are taller and Berry’s shinier? Huh… weird! Anyways, exploration!” She quickly recovered, not noticing her own change, mostly cause with the exception of the fringe the rest of her hair was pulled in that braid behind her so nothing she could directly see without manually pulling her braid to check. So merrily she stormed into the newly opened space instead having confirmed her friends were alright( probably).

The room they had found seemed to be a distillery of sorts. There were crates, barrels, stills, tools… the room seemed remarkably well preserved actually. Kinda looked like a nice place for an earthen home. Of course there was one main feature that pulled quickly on the white tiefling’s attention. Though it was probably fairer to say two features as it was 2 dead bodies that Kosara ended up bolting over to to examine them.” Well… they are dead yes.” She stated the obvious as she looked at the two very dead looking humans.” This place must have been buried for a long while. Wonder if anyone around knows who these two were. Cecily said she had no idea of this place too.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Coach House( main hall) - > Burried wall near the Sycamore Tree Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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V’s interest in the buried wall was a huge mood boost for the tiefling. She was genuinely happy for the crew to gather for any reason at all. The last few days they mostly gathered up for mealtimes and Kosara kind of felt lonely all things considered once her adventuring out in the snow ended and she gets back for mostly being alone until mealtimes.” I don’t think so…?” She quite doubted it was insects. It was a bit too cold for insects, wasn’t it?

She turned with a huge smile towar’ds Kathryn’s direction, the one where she heard her voice from. Kosara’s expression fell just a tad.” But… exploration?” She asked, wondering why Kathryn didn’t want to come join them for the fun of exploring buried marvels…

“Maybe? But it looked weird… so… I’m not sure. Pulsating rotten grapes can’t be a normal thing.” She shrugged in reply to Berry who apparently was up with Kathryn for beating the hell of each other for some reason.” Yeah my thinking too. I was always told bugs didn’t like the cold! Which admittedly wasn’t a thing back home much. Sure nights can get chilly, but the days were scorching.”

“Alright, I’m going to talk with Cecily about the wall and we can then go check it out, V.”

Kosara’s dash was fast and energetic as only she or a kid could be. In any case, locating the Lady of the Manor wasn’t too difficult a task. In the end the talk with Cecily proved to be both fortuitous and not so much. On the bad side of things, the older woman had nothing on the way of information about the possible buried secrets sans possible ideas of forgotten buildings from times past. On the plus side however…

“V, let’s go. Cecily gave full permission to poke around!” The tiefling energetically called back when she returned, positively giddy with excitement and brimming with energy.

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Locating the spot wasn’t difficult, after all Kosara had it on her mind since she found it. Same with the spots where the got the grape, but she will try to drag V there later for the bard to see for herself. In any case, now at the point of interest, she pointed out to V the place she had leaned and revealed the stacked stones behind. It wasn’t much, but it was clear something was there.” See, it’s here! It looks like somebody blocked something! Do we dig it out now?” The tiefling woman asked, looking around, trying to spot any of the toolsheds for the fields that Cecily mentioned. A good pickaxe or a shovel would do wonders. Or maybe a hammer. Alternatively she recalled V's spell that seemed to shater that tree in that fight with the goblins.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Up and Around The Timeskip - > Coach House( main hall) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Alright, Kosara was ready to admit it. She quite liked this place… the nature around these parts was marvelous. As much as she loved the south, the endless seas of golden sandy dunes, the gentle sound of the winds, the beautiful clean if a bit cold evenings with the clear skies and the moon so beautifully hanging in the skies. Ohh yes she missed the beautify of her home land and her family, but now in these strange lands she was experiencing so many beautiful and curious things.

As she began settling into the life at the L’Roze’s lands, she got to experience the shift from the beautifully colorful hues of autumn with the first cold and white snows. It was such a marvelous surprise and so weird for her. At first she just looked out form the safety of their abodes at the falling snowflakes, wondering how it was all a thing. How did it sometimes rained and other times snowed? Why was it cold? Why was it white!? It was with a childlike wonder and curiosity that she had ventured out when the snows settled, stomping her way through the snow, feeling the cold, wrapped tightly in her clothes. Looking around, she wondered if she could hide in the snow with her long snow white hair. She had heard some animals gain white coats in winter.

It all was truly a marvel and she spend many a daylight hour wandering the grounds even before it snowed. Get up, have breakfast, prepare and storm outside to play.. ahm… explore! And she had returned back after her adventures every time covered in snow, and flushed up from the cold and activity. Then she’d dry up and spend some time practicing her dancing skills before the night arrives and she settles in for the night with dinner and writing of her adventures in her journals. She even wrote a letter she was wondering how to send back home, seeing it was so far away, but it was for another day.

It was on those adventures she had found some curious things! Kosara liked curious things! One was these dried up grapes? They looked just so odd in this landscape right in that moment. She could swear they were pulsating too! She stared at them for a good while, before figuring she had NO idea what they were. Maybe the locals knew! They seemed to be the experts on grapes and maybe V too if it was important for wine making… In any case, the pale tiefling carefully pulled one of the grapes with a cloth, looking at it intently as she studied how it pulled from the branch. The scent wasn’t… pleasant and it made her scrunch her nose. Once the thing had been secured, she bundled it up carefully for later display. Wondering what this weird rotting, fermenting grape was and it’s sludge like juice.

The second thing on a grand list of interesting curios was… THE WALL. Kosara’s discovery of it was quite the coincidence actually and she was really curious about it actually. She was going to check it later, but a half buried wall… Who knew what secrets and adventurers were hidden there! Of course her inner child who grew up by listening adventurers telling stories of dungeons and dragons was flying with anticipation. Naturally she also well realized that it could be a tomb for somebody local, but… she was going to bring it up with Cecily and Lizbet and see if they knew about it… and the weird grape!

So here they were one week later, one week of adventures and generally being busy and not having much chance to catch up and gather up the party. Breakfast was over and everybody was present! That fact made Kosara a very happy woman! She was beaming wide grins to everybody.

“Finally the group’s back together and we aren’t scattering!” Kosara merrily exclaimed.” I found interesting things while pla… ahm while exploring that I was waiting to bring up when we had the chance!” She corrected herself and pulled up the bundled up decaying grape, still bundled up carefully and tightly.” I found these weird grapes that were still in the field and not cleared. Looked weird and seemed to pulsate. Smell terribly though. Fermented and rotting.” She said placing the bundle on the table before continuing.” I also stumbled upon a makeshift wall buried in the dirt. Think it’s there to block something, so I plan to check it out in detail later after asking Cecily and Liz if they know about it.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Estate House (Terrace) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara gave V a huge beaming smile at the comment about her contribution. Yes Kosara was happy to be praised. A bit of praise was good for you! With that she proceeded to give the breads around the table before taking one of the empty seats.” I wouldn’t mind at all! In fact they are great meal to have on the go.” The tiefling confirmed to her bardic friend. She then turned to her VERY good friend and grinned.” You could! Back home we used to wrap meats and other things all the time. Mine has some Ankheg meat I roast-fried on the skillet before we left. It turned out pretty good I think, a bit different to fried scorpions, but quite tasty. Would go well with wine I think… or cactus water. All kinds of things go well with cactus water. Also maybe with beer... I hear fried meats sometimes go well with beer.”

She grinned and nodded at Berry.” Would love some tea to go along with the breakfast.” The white haired woman admitted and looked at the variety that was presented at the table. This certainly was a veritable feast for most reasons. There was enough food for everybody and even some options. She was wondering what to get when Kathryn got loud again and proclaiming aloud the marvels of that drink she tried that was apparently bitter. Kosara eyed Kathryn again with intense focus, trying to figure if she needed another Lesser Restoration in case she had drank some alcohol again, but supposedly there was no Alcohol involved.” But I like tea and there’s such a good tea here! So I will have to pass. Berry, I would love some tea!” She replied, eyeing Kathryn’s drink with intent eyes. Intent on what? Well that was only for Kosara’s mind to know.

“You are welcome, Lizbeth!” Kosara told the younger woman with a happy smile. Her food was liked! That was a nice feeling! Not that back home people didn’t like her cooking, she just didn’t have too many chances to do so. There were people who were working on the job back home with that, getting paid and everything. So she couldn’t hinder their jobs. On that note she was pulling some regular bread and pondering what to put on it when she looked at Cecily who was explaining etiquette to them. She listened carefully and then looked down at the spoons when they were brought up as a topic. So different spoons for different things… yes? She eyed the spoons on the table, trying to discern the differences. Was this one of those different spoon for each part of the meal thing that some travelers back home spoke about? She couldn’t see the difference much at this moment, so she went back over the words that were spoken. She looked at the spoon by her with eyes of a hawk.’ Oh…’ She figured it out! Spoon for Supping, not spoon for Souping! Sup not soup! The tiefling let out a visible sigh of relief. So in any case she just picked some cheese to go with her bread.

Ignoring the heavy topics of succession which was apparently a thing even with this family, Kosara was preparing herself a toast with jam and cheese as she looked up when Cecily asked what their plans were.” I plan to keep in practice so lots of dancing, but besides that… I’m thinking of just exploring the world around as the winter settles in. I’ve never seen snow before or had the time to properly explore nature this far north from my home. So… probably whenever I’m not dancing or about the estate, I’m going to be out exploring.” Or in other words, she was going to be playing in the fields and forests of the Estate. Because if her dancing in the rain back in Avonshire was anything to go by, she was going to love the snow. Locating anything unusual in the fields and forest would just be a nice bonus on top.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard( Kitchen, 1F) -> Estate House (Terrace) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara was quickly mixing the second batch of dough for Berry to knead while she was going to be cooking the first ones over the skillet, she was looking at him kneading it. It was kinda adorable… sort of. This big dragonborn fancy monk kneading dough with his one hand. Hmm… her sisters weren’t going to believe her if she told them. Nahh they would, they would just be confused at first probably.

“They also mentioned that the ankhegs were out of season.” The tiefling replied to Berry with a shrug.” Have no idea what it was, all I know is that the ankhegs went after Cecily, Lizbeth and their friend and before they reached them out of nowhere the thing froze in fear and started backing down.” The warlock stated, checking the temperature on the skillet.” Now… I couldn’t figure out what it’s reason for fear was nor I spotted anything suspicious, but even if we are looking at coincidences it’s weird. So… loose bet, either one of the 3 of them, something on the cart or… something was hiding behind them? Can’t say, but it should be a reason for thought. Any of them could also have had a magical item without knowing it… or it was fully coincidental, BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING!” The pale woman finished her explanation. Now to be said, she wasn’t about to accuse any of them, but there were possible reasons why it could have happened. Panicking too much without any information was a bad idea, but it meant you should keep an eye out just in case.” Yeah it’s perfect, here do the same to this one. I will prepare the first ones in the meantime.”

Once he kneaded the first batch she gave him the second one as she began tearing it to parts and preparing the flat breads, putting them on the skillet. She also pulled a bit of ankheg meat, dicing it to tiny bits, planning to roast/fry them on the skillet with the last bread.” Hmm?” She made a curious sound as she heard the question by the monk, tilting her head to the side adorably.” YES!” Was her first reply that was very simple and direct as she fussed over the breads

“We are VERY good friends!” She confirmed happily.” Of course wee are close, I really, really like her!” Was what she was saying the same thing people would understand as meaning? Maybe… probably not. Not that she realized it.” My sisters all receive and exchange gifts with their friends back home! Especially if they frequent their services when they stay at the caravan rest.” She nodded. Again context and as far as Kosara knew those were indeed friendships. Granted exchange of money was involved, but the gifts weren’t for payment… so friendship right?” Besides have you seen the muscles on Kathryn? I want to see and touch all over them.” And back was the very misunderstood arguments and obsession/curiosity.

With that Kosara focused back on finishing the quick 6 flatbreads that neatly baked on the skillet. The last one she put on and added the bits of ankhegs to bake-fry beside it as she did so. In the end she had a small handful of tasty crispy ankheg meat that was quite alright. Could do with some spices though, she wrapped it in her flatbread and put the skillet out of the fire, making sure everything was as clean as possible and secure.” Gotta go, quick, quick! We going to be late!” She hurried, grabbing the bundled flat breads that she had placed in a clean cloth and off she went, leaving easily misunderstood statements in her wake as she hurried to the breakfast arranged by the L’Roses.

On the way the main house, there were some folk that greeted with tipped hats, so Kosara gave them energetic waves with her free hand in return. Reaching the place of the breakfast wasn’t too hard, but she probably should have tried a basket instead of a cloth bundle. In any case, ending up at the breakfast locale she waved her hand.” Hope, we weren’t late!” She exclaimed as she arrived.” The food looks amazing!” Was the followed up exclamation in amazement.” Also I made flat breads for everybody! One for everybody.” She exclaimed raising her carefully bundled up munchies.” Can be eaten up later too, should be good for a while and make a fine snack on the go in between mealtimes!”

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard( Kitchen, 1F) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Great! I know Grandpa would like you!” Kosara cheefully agreed with V’s statement. Did the tiefling detect the sarcasm? Not really, the pale tiefling did no do sarcasm well, part of her issues and general personality. Not that she couldn’t understand negativity, shes just didn’t understand the use of sarcasm well, she was getting better… maybe. She did believe that her Grandpa and V would get famously well! Like house and fire! That was a saying about things getting along well, right? She could swear she has had cases of hearing it somewhere or other in the past.

“Well of course. Flat bread is very popular back home and it makes good foodstuffs. You can even make what’s probably a sandwich with it, you just take the flatbread, wrap it around the meat and other stuff and presto tasty foodstuffs.” Kosara replied with a happy voice to Kathryn mock surprise, before she raised an eyebrow at Kathryn’s statement.” Well to be fair, I’m fairly certain the desert I grew up in is not located between here and your homeland… unless your home is on the other side of the desert… which I got the impression it’s not?” She offered the reason they hadn’t met in the past. Kosara herself was rather sure if they did meet in the times past, she would have remembered it.

Finally there was a tight hug!” YAY HUGS!” Kosara exclaimed and wrapped her own lithe, but somewhat toned arms around the bigger woman in return of the hug. She loved hugs, hugs were the best! Granted they were better without metals and armors on, but hugs still were the greatest even with those in the way. It was probably the best hug she’s had with another humanoid and mostly because Kathryn was so much bigger than her and the tiefling didn’t have to keep her head at an odd angle as to not poke the other woman with her side horns if they were at same height. In the end she felt a bit sad of ending the hug, but all good hugs had to end eventually. Only so they can start anew at some time in the future of course.

“Alright, have a good walk, Kathryn!” Kosara send off her friend with a huge happy grin and wave of her arms. All was good in the world as she turned to Berry.” I mean yes, something is certainly going on around here that we aren’t aware of. I still stand by my opinion that something spooked that Ankheg from making a mess of the cart yesterday, so take that as a think to think about.” The tiefling agreed with the one armed dragonborn. She even nodded in theatrically overdramatic fashion. A default state for Kosara though, dramatic about her antics.” Well, you can help with preparing the dough! Let’s go! TO THE KITCHEN!” With the grand proclamation in place, the tiefling skipped into the kitchen once more, grabbing her heavy bag. It had gotten quite a bit heavier and almost bursting at the edges nowdays. Maybe she should invest in a new travel bag? Or maybe… she should get two of em! One for each side!

“Alright… flour’s there… I got the needed spices more or less.” She began and pointed out where there was flour and pulled her own set of spices she had procured from her bag. She also pulled out a skillet that was quite shallow, tossing it on the fire to heat up while adding a little bit of oil to it to heat up while they were preparing the dough. Kosara mixed water, flour, salt and a bit of oil. When the mixture was done, she handed it over to Berry.” Now knead and mix it good for a few minutes! These are going to be the best flatbreads!” She exclaimed and mixed another batch in the meantime so they had enough for everybody. She also wondered if there was enough time left if she could hurriedly cook/roast some small bits of the ankheg meat to see how they fare. Like a handful of diced into cube meat quickly roasted/fried in the skillet and it's oil when the flatbreads were done. Now wasn't that an idea!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard( Kitchen, 1F) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Indeed it would be!” Kosara agreed merrily with V about being Celestially Blasted off the face of the world.” I mean, I was quite very certain, I wouldn’t have to, you proved some very good arguments about your abilities and never displayed evil means or acts with them and Grandpa always says to judge a person by their acts, but Grandpa also says to suffer not evil, so I am happy to have confirmation. Now whenever I meet Grandpa again, I can tell him all about it!” The tiefling smiled happily and warmly to V with all the joy in the world as if she hadn’t commented about potentially killing the bard earlier. Maybe it was just Celestial Warlock thing?

Then she turned to Cecily when V mentioned a desire to help with what the tiefling presumed was breakfast prepwork or at least setting the table.” Ohh, can I help too? I grew up in a caravan stop and the tavern there, I know how to carry things to and from a table! Also if we have a bit of time, I can make some flat breads!” She asked and suggested at the same time with big enthusiastic eyes. Weird northern culture aside, it was a marvelous start of the day! And it was certainly better than waking in the hayloft though the hayloft did provide some rather unique experiences.

Of all things of importance however was the hug… Kathryn gave the bard a hug. Kosara’s eyes were eyeing the two of them until the hug was broken then she walked up to the bigger woman, looking at her with big expecting eyes also.” Can I get a hug too?” She asked hopefully from her very good friend. If Kathryn was giving out hugs, Kosara was gonna ask and she was also planning to ask. Hugs were a very important friendship thing as far as she was concerned. Not the hugs that most adults got into behind closed or not so closed doors of course, but regular happy innocent hugs!

“Just tell that adventurers were doing adventurers things!” Kosara chimed in when the man said he was going to go out and try doing some damage control. Which was true… there was a certain degree of weirdness that followed in the wake of adventuring parties for some reason. Sometimes more… sometimes less, but a woman turning deathly still and seemingly well dead was far from the oddest thing that Kosara had witnessed in her life. Then again she grew up with a giant golden dragon horse teaching her magic in the desert, learning to dance with blades and meeting all sorts of travelers in one of the caravan rests in a desert crossing path… So her open mindedness might be a bit greater than rural Avonshire locals who never traveled far from their homelands.

“Alrighty!” Kosara replied to the dwarven craftsman when he rejected her offer for help and was deeply wondering now if the dwarf really found Berry funny and this was how he really expressed it or if he was sarcastic. In the end the lil girl in Kosara decided that Urmdrus really found it funny and nodded to herself.

“So, what are we doing now until we go for breakfast? Should I go see if I can prepare some flatbreads? Pretty sure I can do it before we meet up for the meal.” The white haired tiefling asked in the end.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard( Kitchen, 1F) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Ohh hey, Kathryn’s awake again! Good! I won’t have to Celestial Blast V!” Kosara cheerfully exclaimed when she walked into the couchhouse again, carrying her empty buckets as she gave the bard the biggest and most sincere and happy smile she could! Kosara wore most of her emotion on her sleeves… when she had sleeves anyways. Weird northern sayings aside, she grinned and looked at Kathryn again.” Good to see you are up, Kathryn!” She added and headed to the kitchen to finish up with her cleaning up chores, before she stopped mid step, looking at the bigger woman.” Please drink in some moderation! Don’t want to have to magic your drunk state again!” The white haired woman giggled as she skipped into the kitchen and filled the buckets again, before skipping out of the kitchen and towards thee outside… Almost done now.

Kosara saw Mrs Cecily while she was outside rolling the now empty barrels after another few rounds of throwing out buckets of water out. She gave the woman an energetic wave and greeted her just as energetically.” Hello, Mrs L’Rose!” She called out, about 70% certain she got the right adjective? Was that the word? Maybe… She wasn’t sure. In any case it was either Mrs… or Madame. But then Mademe was also something that the woman running the brothel back at Avonshire could be called… Pulling her thoughts from weird directions, she resumed her barrel rolling into the storage room where she had picked it form earlier before heading back inside.

She had not entered long and bolted to the fire place to write in front of it, merrily scribbling into that journal of hers, writing stories of grand adventurers, weirdness of northerners and their bathing habbits and of course the marvelous idea to use a barrel for a bath when their dwarven craft master arrived in this not too subtle and very direct manner asking for his pissing buckets. Berry was the first one to react it seemed. Kosara looked up and at the blue draconoid… dragon humanoid… at their Berry Pie.” There are 2 empty, but clean buckets at the storage room outside.” She told him where she dropped the buckets she used to fill and empty her bath earlier then looked at the craftsman.

“I left mine outside a few steps left of the door so it’s not in the way. Would you require help to carry the different buckets it to your workshop?” She asked honestly, asking if he needed some aid with transport and she felt a bit curious about his workplace where he planned to craft chitin into armor.