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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: Rose River Vineyard - Tasting Room Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara’s continued ignorance could only be a thing of legend or deliberate as the man spoke of retainers. Truth was somewhere in the middle really, she simply had to wonder what the word specifically referred to. As it had turned out since her venture out from the south there were many things that made sense or rather DIDN’T make sense out here in the Northern parts of the world. Was he referring to things that simply retained things? The societal hierarchy? Something else completely? She had no precise idea and was trying to figure it out from the context given. In the end she decided it was probably something or other about pardon her language ‘prick measuring’? Yes, she supposed that was what they called it? Probably… had no idea how the measuring tied to this sort of affair though. That said she had about enough of it… There were more interesting things to do. This was probably more Kathryn’s noble lady thing… or Kosara’s sisters’ who loved dealing with this type of subtle contests of words.

She tilted her head at Laurent.” Why would you send a token to people who have not partaken in the activity of fighting critters in question and not to the one who had done the deed?” Kosara asked with an innocent sweet voice and happy expression.” If you have need of more time to prepare a proper token for Kathryn, you could easily say so! It’s winter, it’s understandable if it’s hard to do so with most businesses being slow. Even back home there were times when money was tighter.” The tiefling merrily proclaimed.” Now if you excuse us! Let’s goooo I See interesting bottles!” She called to Kathryn and slipped away to go look at the many pretty bottles.

As it turned there were pretty bottles yes and pretty glasses. To Kosara who was mostly used to a tavern type of glasses aka mugs and cups, these ones were darn pretty indeed! As Cecily spoke on and on, Kosara’s attention a few times drew to the supposed study where people weren’t allowed. That was suspicious as all the Nine Hells… she felt curious, but that was neither now or there. She listened politely now holding a glass in her hand, carefully rocking it around, swirling the wine. She was not studying like some connoisseur, but her hand needed something to do while Cecily was giving the speech. When it was finally time to give it a try, she looked at the glass again she joined in with the chorus of voices as she brought the glass to her lips and gave it a try.

“Ohh very tasty!” Kosara exclaimed with nary a care in the world after the first sip, but didn’t hurry to drink more of it as she looked around and checked what others were doing. V was being V and probably socializing if what Kosara was seeing was anything to go by.” So what do you think of this, Kathryn?” Kosara asked, gluing herself to the bigger woman’s arm once more. She was eyeing the woman’s glass with mischevious grin and was just about to make it taste like rose water or something similar when she heard Berry’s voice loud and clear, aiming a finger at Kathryn when she turned to look at him.

“Why would you be tossing bales?” She asked bluntly and turned to look at Kathryn.” If you want to toss bales, toss me instead!”

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 -> Tasting Room Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Kathryn!” Kosara exclaimed and did a spin on a heel, bolting to her friend.” THANK YOU! You look marvelous too!” The tiefling woman proclaimed and did a few circles around the bigger woman to study the way the dress fit her.” That dress suits you very well and I love the colors!” She added with a smile. Kosara was a happy woman right now, her very good friend was not in an Iron shell so she was looking forward to the chance to glomp her later!

She suddenly halted and looked at Kathryn when the woman made her request. The teifling woman made a thinking expression, a few different possibilities moving through her mind, possible scenarios, funny thoughts, silly ideas and finally nodded.” Alright, I won’t remove the alchol from your system unless you are about to do something extremely silly… or stupid… or bad.” She agreed with a huge grin and a nod.” I’ve never been one for wine myself. It was usually my sisters’ thing. I ended up getting used to beer more. Felt better while chilled than wine and in the desert it’s a big difference. That and the patrons often snuck me sips when my sisters weren’t looking while I was little.” Would that explain her peculiarities? Probably not nearly enough for that! But it seemed Kosara drank beer since she was a kiddo!

“Thank you, V! Took a lot of effort, but since I was at least somewhat familiar with the style I was able to do it! My sisters would be proud! And don't coun't yourself so short! You still shine just as beautiful!” She grinned at the bard.

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When the evening arrival, Cecily and Lizbeth appeared to guide them to the venue where the tasting was to take place. Kosara grinned brightly when she saw them.” You both look great tonight!” She complimented them, taking note of how the two were dressed. After that the party were led onto an adventure and guide tour of sorts by the ladies of the manor. They were shown to the wine cellers where the fine alcohol was stored and let to age and ferment. From there they were led to the tasting room where the event tonight was going to happen!

Kosara had to admit that she found herself rather curious, though unlike V and Kathryn who apparently knew of wine customs or at least how to recognize wine, the tiefling woman despite growing up in a tavern of sorts, had no notion of how wine should be judged. As she had told the others she was always more of a beer person. Her family didn’t like her drinking too much stronger alcohol… though admittedly they also told her that about sweet things. Not sure why either way. It’s been years!

Now onto the tasting room itself, it was curiously decorated and Kosara’s eyes were immediately drawn onto the snackables and the glasses lined up. Those did look tasty… Her attention was then drawn away once more to the familiar faces.” Hey! We meet again!” Kosara greeted them warmly, grinning at the duo and sending curious looks at the third person that Cecily was introducing to them.

The white tiefling took one long look at the man and his demeanor seemingly completely flew by her as if nothing has happened as she gave him a huge grin.” HELLO! Pleasure to meet you, Mr Laurent! I’m Kosara! No last name, haven’t earned a moniker or a title!” She greeted and shook his hand VERY energetically!

“I’m not rightly sure. Back home we don’t really deal with Ankhegs, we have giant scorpions and sand worms and other such. But I suppose if they were left alone as the weather worsened they might have went after the farms themselves rather than simply lay in wait at the fields. Especially if they were active for some reason. Hungry animals even insects seek out food after all.” Kosara guessed with a shrug then look at Berry who offered their services if there were more bug problems.” Well… I wouldn’t mind riding one...” She mumbled to herself, recalling her experience with the giant bugs.

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 Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“I guess so!” Kosara confirmed in realization when Kathryn brought up the fact it was going to be a date. It fit the bill, the tiefling supposed! Like all the outings with her sisters back home! A date was an outing with friends right and they were REALLY good friends!” Alright, have fun!” The dancer chirped as the big woman walked away and left the area in a hurry that Kosara didn’t currently note as anything too notable. Maybe she really needed to get cleaned from being out and about and getting sweaty and dirty… or she really needed to use the restroom. In any case, nothing unusual here.

At some point, Kosara had went ahead to the room where most of her belongings were at to change into her new costume to show to the others for the first time too. She had spend a lot of time over the last few weeks working on it for various reasons. Mainly she really liked nice fancy clothing and it was calming. She’d still dance and run around, but those few days she spend about a third of her daytime working on the clothing to return it to a working condition and add a few things to it she wanted. She wasn’t skilled enough to build anything from scratch, but with a quality base this good, you really didn’t need that much things to add or alter, so she focused on restoration as much as possible between spells and needle and only after minor additions and tweaks for it to fit her better.

Once down a pleasant surprise was awaiting her.” V, you look marvelous!” The excitable tiefling proclaimed at the sight of the bard in all her bardly purple glory. Kosara had darted over to her with the energy and speed only those with way too much energy in their blood could, taking in the bard from all angles.” I love what you’ve done with the new materials to add to your own outfits!” She added, very impressed.

Kosara then pulled back a few steps and showed off her own outfit which was one of the outfits they had salvaged, but first restored to its proper glory with meticulous work and then enhanced with a few details here. She had added a few trinkets from her stage outfit to the getup to complete the look, but not all of the things her stage costume used. Her stage outfit used a lot of glittering gilded or otherwise shiny polished trinkets as most dancers outfits back home did. For this one she just pulled a few to add some shine to the outfit without overwhelming the elegance of the clothes themselves. A string of shiny beads to tuck into the sash, a bracelet to show at her cuffs.” How do I look? Took a while, but I think I managed to do a very good job at restoring this outfit. Had to redo a bit of the stitching here and there very carefully!” She did a little twirl to show it off since she was pretty proud of her handywork.

“I’m going with Kathryn!” Kosara cheerfully stated like it was the most normal thing in the world!” She agreed as soon as we heard of it! I’ve never been to a wine tasting event!” She turned to Berry who had expressed the need for clothing, making a hard thinking face.” I’m not sure if we can make something from scratch so fast…” Kosara then leaned over to V.” What about a toga or something similar requiring folds? Or we just add some things to his outfit for effect?” She offered a suggestion to the bard who the tiefling saw with the one with expertise on the topic of fashion, so she’d follow V’s opinion on this one.

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 Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Following their rather marvelous breakfast, if Kosara could be as confident to say it turned quite well, and everybody’s rest in the day following the rather chilly and busy night, the next morning had found Kosara with quite a lot to consider and deal with from there on. There were the obvious things such as morning practice, some playing outside, write in her journal… more or less the usual, but there was also the newly discovered information they had unearthed in various means which also included Lizbeth’s knowledge of languages apparently, not a bad thing, Kosara herself was fluent in Infernal for some reason. Her grandpa always told her it came naturally to all tieflings. Maybe an effect of their heritage… Food for thoughts… that she wasn’t going to be tasting.

In any case after reading the letter in a fresher head, one not bogged down with fatigue from staying up all night in the cold, a thing which shes was definitely not used to even if she handled it quite well, her head was clear and quick thinking. Surprisingly didn’t take much to recall where she had heard the name on the letter.” Farid al Ramil Sabaj al Hazred, that’s one of the Lich Emperor’s princes. Nobody is quite certain if it’s actual familial relations or just an honorary title. I’m pretty sure there hadn’t been any news about him for a good while. Nothing I can recall that would pop up to memory aside just knowing the game really. Maybe it’s undeath at work or it’s somebody using the name. Though the bodies that brought the missive might suggest at least some truth to the introduction in the letter. That or some great familiarity with the area and various time periods.” Kosara gave the others her knowledge on the name and whom it referenced.

From the name, the pale happy tiefling went on a way longer tangent when it came to the silks. As it turned out the southern woman knew a lot about the silks. And by that one should generally understand the fact that Kosara was quite able to go on a rather lengthy rundown on where most of the silks came from. The ones with more distinctive markings, general area of origin and even general historical timeframe on when they were in fashion. As it turned out… Kosara was well versed in the tailoring arts. A fact that a few days later from there turned to also mean more than simple knowledge when she started working on the varying silks that were her share to make something out of. One of the first things she did was sew herself some fine silken underwear that was rather familiar to what she wore as part of her dancer outfit, but this was to wear with other clothes. It was fine silk, nice, soft and very comfy. Now she knew why her sisters were all very intent on the cloth.

Following that she had extended a general offer to the group and Lizbeth that she would be happy to help any of them with any sewing they might want to do in her spare time. The offer to help them with sewing underclothes of preferred designs only was given to Kathryn and V for obvious reasons.

A nice side adventure that Kosara was very happy to do with her VERY good friend was Kathryn’s request of the tiefling to help her with baking cinnamon rolls. A thing that Kosara didn’t know of, but quickly picked up on the recipe and how it should go with the warrior woman’s help.” HAVE A GREAT TIME!” She had called out after her friend, munching on a roll. They turned out rather good!

Still as the time moved on and the days passed and turned to weeks, she had eventually had to ask some of the estate’s workers to get her things and pay for them as needed whenever they would have tasks to do to town or a village around or anything they would be willing to sell. So a few needles here, some threads there, a few buttons elsewhere, by the two week mark Kosara had spend about 2 gold and 5 silvers worth of various coins on an assortment of sewing supplies and tools that she also neatly secured in a satchel that she had immediately proclaimed to be her Sewing Kit! She even added to the performance by doing a lil dance, singing a lil tune jingle and raising the kit above her head. Kosara did manage to complete her new set of clothes however and while they weren’t the type for performance, she was fairly certain she could fit in with just about any official events involving even nobility with them.

Eventually time found them with Cecily who had invited them to the wine tasting!” Well… we’ve never practiced Frostval back home, but we do live in a desert and it’s mostly sun all year round and quite hot.” Kosara replied to Cecily with a huge smile on her face.” Now I’m REALLY looking forward to it! I will have to get presents for everybody!” She decided, already planning in her own way what to get for each of the party. Be it the calm Berry, the not so secretly alcohol obsessed Kathryn or the elegant V. Of course Cecily and Lizbeth were also in the plan. On the topic of the event however, Kosara looked even more excited.” I did just finish my outfit! I’m soo looking forward to showing it!” With that said the tiefling head snapped to the side and looked at Kathryn.” Hey Kathryn, let’s be each other’s personal guest!” She offered happily. Because let's be honest, who else was she going to go with?

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Coach House Action: Excited Cooking! & Lesser Restoration Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara’s idea was mostly boiling down to throwing some cover over the barrels rather than carrying them back inside the room, but on a second thought, maybe that was for the best. She still didn’t help with the barrels though, mostly cause they were too heavy for her and she was going to be more in the way than helping if she tried. Best leave the half giant woman to her own strengths without hindering her. She did however trip on the last moment with the last barrel. The barrel didn’t spill, but still… ouch.

Still when the big warrior woman left the room, Kosara hopped out after her and VERY carefully looked around as if waiting for something to jump out. Once nothing jumped out for a few dozen seconds by the point of which a heavy thunk sounded from the doorway into the coachhouse itself… It seemed Kathryn’s head met the door frame. Kosara closed the door tightly and hurried after her very good friend and inside the warm confines of their temporary home. In any case, the pale tiefling was staring flatly at Kathryn who first snacked hard on some biscuits and then moved to dried meat and alcohol. Kosara did take the offered tea however.” THANK YOU!” She called gratefully and took a sip from the fancy pretty cup.

“...” She stared HARD at the big woman until she began asking ‘funny brigates’ about the time V left to go presumably deal with the loot body barrel. Kosara very well remembered the last time Kathryn got a bit too 'funny'.” LESSER RESTORATION!” Kosara stated hotly as she placed a hand on Kathryn’s shoulder to remove whatever drunken thoughts were starting to accumulate into the warrior woman’s big and handsome head.” No drinking to get drunk in the mornings!” She barked, pointing a finger at Kathryn’s nose.” I will go prepare some breakfast, Kathryn’s right, we need some food. It’s been a long night.” She added and headed for the kitchen, taking off her coat and tossing it on a chair in passing. She halted her step just as she reached the doorway and turned around eyeing the trio left in the room.” Don’t let Kathryn over drink again while I’m in the kitchen! She’s a clumsy silly drunk!”

And with that Kosara vanished into the kitchen, focusing on preparing a breakfast meal for the group who apparently went by the moniker of ‘The Ones Who Answered’ or something along those lines. A fact she had already forgotten about. Her merry band of friends needed sustenance and she was going to provide it!

Like a storm she swept through the kitchen, finding ingredients and putting more wood into the stove. She took some preserved vegetables, meats, eggs and even located some druid fruits. A frying pan was placed and soon after there were ankheg meat, some other salted meat and veggies stir frying. The sound of sizzling filling the air. She in the meantime was also putting the preparations for some dough for flatbread and scrambling eggs to fry too. A kettle was placed on the fire with a bunch of dried fruits to boil for a fresh fruity tea. Kosara was surprisingly in her element at the kitchen. Though her knife handling and stirring techniques could be generously called interesting and more realistically the brainchild of a lunatic. She did have to use… FLOURISH! It was fun… So she was humming a song her sisters used to back home about the golden sands.

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Preparing the food took some time as it turned out. The Stir Fry and the eggs got ready quick, but the flat breads took a bit more time. Which was good cause the dried fruits needed a bit more time to boil properly. Dried fruits made remarkably good tea even she from the desert knew it. At some point Kosara heard the front door and following that V’s voice. It was time to serve the food!

“Hey, V! Food’s ready!” Kosara called out as she opened the door, carrying two platters in this case the stir fry and the eggs.” Bread and freshly brewed fruit tea is in the kitchen. Could somebody help with carrying all the plates?” She asked as she walked over to one of the tables and put the food down, heading back to the kitchen for the rest.

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Coach House Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Sounded a lot like a crystal shattering if anything… I mean ice is kinda like a crystal so maybe a magic deep froze them and then shattered them?” Kosara gave out a vague suggestion to her possible solution to the puzzle they had found themselves with. That and there were so many itsy bits of bodies… well at least it was deep frozen bits so it was more like pebbles than body parts. That would have been a rather unpleasant alternative. Very gross. ” I mean, I seem to recall V doing something shatteringly loud when we were fighting the goblins and she exploded a tree and a goblin? I think…” She made a thinking sound recalling bits of that encounter and the bard’s liberal use of magic that was very effective on the tree at her memory.



“Well… not… much…” She didn’t sound completely convinced in her own words as she was making a pondering face trying to reach some unsaid metal conclusion. What it amounted to in the end was that she was starting to rummage through the bits for anything that wasn’t frozen body.



The decision making was interrupted when a certain birdly bardly companion appeared making a fascinating approximation of V’s voice that demanded them to STOP burning the stuff. Kosara just looked at the bird, at the barrel and then at Kathryn. ” I mean… I was thinking if we should see if they carry anything of note underneath the silks now that they are in pieces. Anything like coins, jewelry or other things that might signify their origin… and the silks… I suppose…” Yes Kosara was very much in favor for that plan of action. That said however through the base observation of just moving things around and trying to get them in the barrels and ruffling through the clothes carefully as to not get hurt or damage something on jagged pieces of frozen body a thing was getting obvious. Unwrapping them properly to inspect the bodies and anything they might be carrying would be messy on the courtyard… And Kosara did want to see all the sparkly things they were carrying if for none other reason but to see if they were carrying clues… and also cause she liked shiny things. Also the silks were pretty nice and V agreed they should be keeping those if possible it seemed.



“Alright… I guess we could go for tea now and deal with them later!” And with that Kosara’s focused moved to a hot drink to warm her chilly body right now. ” Maybe we should make sure they are secure even as bits before heading inside. Maybe drag them back into the room as to not let the locals see them… much?” She asked Kathryn. ” Or we check to see if the servants’ room has any blankets or coverings we could use. Maybe a tarp to cover it with? Though I suppose leaving them is also an option, but so far it seems people around here are weary of things like this, so it’s probably going to be for the best to not leave them visible like this.”

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Coach House Action: Summon and dismissing Pack Weapon Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara did in fact NOT find a window to peek inside the room they had put the probably undead in. Magic thought them undead, but they weren’t all living hungry either so it was weird. In any case after a quick walk around the room and no openings found she walked back to Kathryn while the woman was opening the door again.” Sure will!” She replied and hopped a few steps backwards, her scimitar appearing in her arm in a flash of golden motes of light so she wasn’t going to be unarmed. Not that she was going to use much melee most of the time. Kosara was very much a Celestial Blast kind of warlock when she could get away with it…

She waited patiently until the door was opened and Kathryn poked her head inside. Hearing the exclamation, Kosara let her weapon vanish in a similar scatter of golden motes as she sneakily walked over to the huge woman.” Oh?” She made a questioning sound and squeezed her way next to the warrior to look into the room and the remains of the remains of the occupants.” Ohhhhh! Yeah, they exploded alright!” She agreed with a theatrical nod.” Never seen a body explode? Well… me neither like this I guess, but I’ve seen other things and I’ve heard stranger tales from traveling adventurers growing up. Well they more like simply shattered rather than exploded… I don’t see scorch marks.” Kosara finally commented and moved a bit further in, looking at the weirdly still kind of coherent? Like something was keeping most of the chunks loosely together.

“I’m pretty certain they shouldn’t have just shattered like glass. Its not cause of the frost, they should have otherwise exploded while we were transporting them around or unloading them, not when we closed the door.” The tiefling stated with certainty.” There’s magic at work, but honestly I have no idea what exactly...” The white haired woman commented and looked around with narrowed eyes.” Alright, we cannot leave them like this here. Kathryn, grab a big barrel or two, some brooms and a spade! They are more portable this way! Then I can just set the barrel aflame in the yard and problem will be solved!”

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Mummy Hill - > Coach House Action: Prestidigitation Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Luckily for Kosara her good friends and teammates for the most part had the whole situation handled even as the tiefling went to hide behind the bard to break visual contact and try to save herself from the rather uncomfortable feeling. Seems the bard had caught up on said fact or at least to a degree as she moved away and proceeded to more or less cover the undead’s eye holes with it’s own head… coverings… gear… cloth? Whatever it precisely was. This left Kosara a bit undefended though so she just stayed on guard, ready to bolt away like a cat. Then the purple clad bard proceeded to nick herself a piece of cloth and walk off like a most elegant and noble lady. Quite impressive and pretty and Kosara was indeed very impressed and feeling a bit better about the whole thing.

Sadly she wasn’t going to grab a piece of the clothes on the undead...things, because as far as her education went, she couldn’t just randomly graverob people… be they dead people. Her grandfather was very specific on the topic when she once asked him why adventurers were able to take loot off crypts to sell to town and why she wasn’t allowed to do the same from the cemetery when she was younger. She had been very precisely explained that what adventurers did was considered adventuring and those were spoils of war and if she just randomly took a grave to rob it was a crime… So this left her in this situation where the undead weren’t actually even acting out and she couldn’t kill them and claim right of conquest! But… but… V did it? She was very much in quite the mental struggle. At least until she realized V had mentioned these things were puppets. Then Kosara’s hands moved faster than one can probably say ‘gold’ as she snatched that shawl that the bard had pointed out earlier and quickly did a quick round of Prestidigitation on it similar to the bard.” Thank you.” She mumbled quickly and fled backwards.

“Actually that probably makes a lot of sense if you think about it…? These things in the distillery were probably just not moving cause they had no orders? Or if they were moving it was too slow to realize.” She muttered, eyeing the bodies.

“I… yes. I just felt really uncomfortable all of a sudden while trying to maintain eye contact with that one.” Kosara replied to Kathryn, now much more in control of herself.” It was this very unsettling sensation like there were a bunch of ice cold ants running down my spine and moving about and… yeah. Unsettling.” She stated flatly. She didn’t help much with loading the bodies onto the cart, they had Kathryn for that, but she did keep a watchful eye on them from a polite distance of about 10 steps behind the cart just to be sure.

Back at the couch house with the fellas loaded into the storage room, all was going well until there was a sound of glass shattering from the now barricaded room which caused Kosara to stare flatly at the boarded up door.” Well that’s not a good sign. Kathryn… you might need to start unbarricading the door now.” Kosara quipped, still holding her new fancy shawl, before making a thinking face.” Do these rooms have any kind of windows even small barred ones?” She mused aloud and went to do a circle around the building, looking for windows to see if they could look into the room that way.

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Mummy Hill Action: Failing at a staring contested with a mummy wanabe Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Welp at least one mystery was solved! DRACONIC! Well Kosara could proudly say that she didn’t expect the dragons to be involved in this situation. The dancer rather curious, but then again maybe it was the necromantic empire national language. She couldn’t quite remember off the top of her head if that was the case… or maybe it was an undead dragon leading them… undead dragon lich? Or just regular dragon and his magical schananigans, but that said, she had no idea on the way the undead operated in the area. Those guys in the burrow were way too weird and no way they were just regular corpses. These guys here were for certain not just regular bodies either.

“Well, maybe they teleported in?” Kosara surmised to Berry’s realization they had just appeared in the area.” Or… they were dropped in via flight. During the hectic last night something could have flown over and we probably would have missed it as long as it didn’t get too close.” She added.

“That they are, not often you see silks that quality out and about either.” Kosara agreed with V. She didn’t know it, but on this topic both her and the bard were in fact indeed eyeing potential loot from the bodies. Kosara wouldn’t mind grabbing that shawl yes.. among a few other things.” It would, yes.” She also agreed on that too, eyeing the undead. Of course she wasn’t just going to start grabbing things unless it went down to a fight. If it was loot after a fight, then it was theirs by right of adventure and conquest… probably. The rogue who taught her how loot etiquette worked as a child was never allowed to teach her stuff again afterwards for some reason.

“Maybe their creator or master or leader uses ancient draconic as their main language?” The tiefling chimmed in to Kathryn’s question before eyeing the woman. She did develop selective hearing on the comment about looting and fighting the probable undead though.” Nobody said anything about fighting them unless they give us a reason, Kathryn. That would be rude.” Kosara in the end reminded the bigger woman.

Suddenly she spotted movement as the lead guy smiled and then locked eyes with her… She tried to stare back at the obvious staring contest challenge… SHE REALLY DID! It wasn’t even the fact they were dead bodies or cracking from the frost on their dead flesh that did it… Goosebumps ran down her spine, before she let out a startled yelp and dashed behind the closest source of cover. Kosara lost the staring contest something hard, it wasn’t fear really. No it was the unsettling feeling that she couldn’t quite place from that dead gaze.” YOU WIN!” She stated and dashed behind her bardly friend. Now it had to be mentioned Kosara was still taller than V. Did that make Kosara reconsider using her as a barrier between her and the undead with the unsettlingly intent gaze? NO! What the white tiefling did was dash behind V, put the bard between herself and the undead, grab the corner of the bard’s overcoat and crouch behind her, hiding herself like she was a child.

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: Exhaustion(1) Location: Rose River Vineyard (Fields Near Estate House) - > Mummy Hill Action: (WORKING HARD! & LOTS OF PRESTIDIGITATION!!) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara stomed forward through the crunchy snow towards the hill with the unexplained, unwanted and uninvited suspicious looking figures looming from the distance and the closer she got the more her gut feeling told her that yes this was the prelude to the adventure and no it wasn’t going to be about sunshine and flowers. Sadly as she found herself at the base of the hill, trudging through the white snow, feeling a bit tired and sore from the evening of heavy activities, Kosara realized that her gut feeling was correct. How did she realize that? Easy, up above her, looming like some monuments of death were bodies standing in a vaguely ritualistic fashion, not magic ritualistic, but more the cultural adherence kind. Like how some people bowed, others shook hands and so on. One grand undead somewhat mummy-esque looking figure, taller and 4 submissive ones. Kosara’s nose scrunched up, not from any scents, but more so of thinking. She made a cute little thinking expression before her feet moved once more with certainty.

Step by step, one foot in front of the other she climbed the hill, steady in her movement as she took the figures ever closer, studying what she could see. Garments looked of fine quality silks… the type that costs good gold. Fashions and styles were also familiar. Empire of Alhazred… the empire led by the Lich Emperor and his council of evil guys who did evil guys thing and presumably kicked of the Necromantic Wars cause they wanted more something or other. As far as Kosara could figure out, everything looked period accurate… which coupled with the fact these were dead bodies that may or may not be undead… she was getting flashes back to the bodies in the old distillery. Connection maybe? She couldn’t exactly figure out if these were proper undead or something else. Had no idea if they were actually going to move normally. More flashbacks to the bodies they found last time… On that note she reminded herself that Sacred Flames torched them good, even if it would be shame to ruin silks in that pristine of condition.

Up close, she saw everything in even better detail, confirming her opinion on the origins of these fellas. Which by itself raised questions since they shouldn’t be here. Bodies that preserved with garments that preserved meant well… efforts put into it. How did these bodies appear here when their origin should be much further south? Unless of course there was a conspiracy and hidden hideout somewhere around here. Her eyes moved to the hand holding the rolled up… letter? Scroll? Whatever it was, it had a long black ribbon and Kosara’s curiosity was growing. The bodies weren’t taking any aggressive movements. She narrowed her eyes, thinking, but in the end nodded to herself and walked over to the one standing and holding the… she decided it was probably a letter. It had the hallmark of delivering a missive by somebody in power… Better not be an undead lich emperor making a bid for power and domination again, she hoped.

“Thank you.” She said simply as she reached to take the thing. No need to be rude after all. She made a light frown and tilted her head as she pulled the letter and couldn’t figure out if the hand loosened a bit to let it go easier. Very much flashbacks to the bodies from that hole in the ground. She undid the ribbon, opened the scroll/letter and looked at what was written inside with an utmost serious expression as she scrolled the words and letters.” I see.” She simply mumbled, before tilting her head.” I’ve got no idea what this reads… Will need to see if the others can understand it.” She mused to herself as she took a few steps back from what she suspected were undead of some variety and waited for the others to join her while she moved her eyes between the undead and the letter… and the ribbon of course. It was a pretty black ribbon. Even if black wasn’t her usual color, she liked it. Might keep it as a souvenir... if it wasn't all evil and magical of course.