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Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“You don’t need bread when you’ve got the cheese!” Kosara replied back with a huge grin on her face, quickly munching down the rest of her morning meal, before stretching. On the whole it wasn’t a meal with too great a volume. Sure the bacon and the cheese were both things that filled well, so she was good for the time being.” Besides, the world’s too boring if you get too bogged down in things! Experiment, see and experience new things!” She added with her patented at this point upbeat and cheerful voice.” In fact… I might try to make some of the traditional flat breads of the south. Think you will enjoy em, though not now. Maybe another day when we aren’t about to start traveling!” She quipped, making a mental note to make a list of things she’d need to try to make flat bread.

“Well as long as we don’t leave town, pairs should be enough. Especially if we aren’t up to search for fights.” She shrugged and looked at the others at the table and at the one supposedly sent by their generous host the Arbalest man. Especially at the druid. That was a good one, she smiled at her.” Indeed!” All in all things were on the looking up. Hugh had made some pointed and apt comments so despite his lack of social skills, he did in fact have some skill when it came to this whole investigation business it seemed! She still wasn’t taking his as a leader through… well didn’t matter. She was getting her revenge from now on, through friendship! What a weird thing to even think or even conceptualize. Adventure this was indeed.

“Hmmm...” Hearing the Owen’s explanations, Kosara pulled her bag into her lap and started examining the contents.” Hmmm… Don’t really need more supplies for the time being actually. So… I’m good and will wait here! Got writing to catch up with anyways! Don't know when the next chance to do so would present itself.” She quipped as some of the party were scattering to prepare. They had maybe a few minutes or a few hours. So she pulled the well traveled journal and a stick of coal and began writing down the events of yesterday down on an empty page. As a whole the journal was all kinds of tidy and even writing, though clearly made with different materials she had on hands at different times and likely at all manners of situations. Be it ink or coal. She mostly wrote with coal sticks.

Ink cost a good deal of money, so she was saving it whenever possible. She neatly was writing down the events of last night now, how she found the inn and what not when she noticed Marita returning, donned in her armor.” Hey.” She greeted, before burying her nose back into the journal, seemingly sketching the inn’s sign outside. She had a good number of pages already filled on her traves to this place. Plus she had gotten it and written on it even before she departed her home. It originally was her diary and now traveling journal.

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

"It's a curious thing, is it not? Such a curious designs of many legs, so precisely woven to move and then something gets on the way of one and all of them fumble because redundancy isn't in many xenos' vocabulary." Medaira shrugged." I want to drop a gargoyle on somebody before our time on this planet is over." She finally added innocently." I have the perfect audio file loaded into my player just for it. It will be glorious and I'm certain I will win first prize in the trapper's competition I got going with some friends."

"Yes,drunken armsmen are happy armsmen. So I hear at least, something about being too wasted to care about things happening! Our dour friend prank victim Stukov, could certainly use the uplifting of spirits!" She chirped with a pun very much intended, but was playing it otherwise with straight face. Well as straight as Medaira's face was, which was a mixture of: way too innocent and plotting schemes that would result in somebody's pride crumbling at the end of an extremely embarassing chain of events. Which in itself was better than what most tech priests had which was confusing and otherworldly mechanical feel or uncanny valley.

"I'm certaaaaaainly up for a friendly competition between the three of us later~!" Medaira chimmed in when it came for booze drinking." I've got a meriad of ways to makeeeeeeee it even more interesting too!" She added innocently, rocking her wine glass back and forth gently, making the red liquid swirl inside it." A few games we used to play back as weeeeeeeee trainees before I became a magos and all that." Medaira smiled.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“Morning, Kathryn!” Kosara greeted back when her new tall friend appeared. The grand woman had once more donned her armors, making the tiefling want to pout. She will see those muscles one day dammit! In any case, the mood was nice with the warrior’s arrival. On the topic of the letter, aside their employer’s sudden preoccupation, Kosara found it of little importance. There wasn’t much place for speculation with this little evidence to draw from. The old Arbalest was of important status, so he indeed may be having a lot of things to deal with. They really needed to get out there and start gathering evidence and clues! A true adventure indeed!

Well then Hugh appeared. Given their interactions last night, there were many ways it could go. Kosara having almost finished the cheese and bacon sandwich and firmly holding it between lithe fingers, suddenly turned to face the, in her opinion grumpy, monk. She had a huge smile on her face.” Good morning, Hugh! Let’s have a great and productive day today!” She told him with a smile. Thus was her plan, thus was her goal! She will be friendly with him and if he called her pest or something alike again, she will exact righteous retribution one way or another! Well… given his reaction to her presence, chances were just being friendly and vocal around him was enough punishment. “ I will keep my letter! I will show it to Grandpa and my sisters when I return home in the future!” Kosara said and made sure the letter ends up in her bag.

She did turn to Naivara who also arrived.” Morning, Naivara! Hope you had a nice rest!” She added with a smile towards their resident druid… Could she use the term resident when they were a party since last night? If at that? Hard to decide, maybe maybe not. In any case she smiled to the woman and finally gave a nibble on her creation. Cheese and bacon sandwich was indeed good. Without the bread in the way it made the taste very different, though she made a thoughtful face, wondering how it could be made even better. It needed something more… juicy to make it flow better? Quite the ponder, she had to explore that avenue later.

“Well we don’t need to question people about the disappearances exactly though?” Kosara quipped when Hugh and Marita mentioned that going on an investigation and asking pointed questions wasn’t a good idea. She also giggled at Marita’s near slip in tongue.” Sure there might not be many of the cases in here, but it doesn’t mean there’s nothing of note happening. We are clearly adventurers, we can just ask people adventuring topics that they would expect us to ask? Maybe there’s nothing to find or maybe there’s something of note.” She added.” Also, we should check if there is a brothel around and ask the women there. The women working at brothels always know a lot of stuff!” As for how she knew that tidbit? Well she lived and grew up in a tavern on a somewhat busy desert trade road. Places like the Oasis where she lived were the lifeline of the traders, so naturally there were all sorts of services avaible. She knew a lot of prostitutes back home, lived with some of them. Those women knew stuff, a lot of stuff.” Well if we are on limited time in town, it’d be better to spread into pairs or the like to ask around and do preparations before moving on, I think.”

Then another new face showed up. Judging by the overall appearance it was a cleric woman!” Hello! My name’s Kosara, nice to meet you!” She greeted the woman right away. The cleric apparently was sent by their employer to deliver a message, a cart and to answer questions? Though the way she said it, it was less answer questions and more a reminder to get to work! Kosara was curious now, she was intently studying the woman while eating her cheese and bacon sandwich. Her eyes moved from the cleric to the bard.” Nope! I’ve only ever rode on wagons and carriages, never teamstered one! I’m certainly willing to learn, once we are out of town that is!” She quipped and looked at the others, wondering if anybody had experience in commanding a mule pulled wagons!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara looked curiously at Kathryn as the somewhat alcohol influenced woman came up to her again and reach with a hand, stopping midway for a moment. The tiefling again had that expectant look, waiting to see what will happen until the taller woman finally decided to pet her horns instead. The white thiefling let out a small chuckle and nodded.” Thank you. Have a good night, Kathryn.” She told the woman who walked away to go to sleep. It was then Marita’s turn to say she was going and Kosara nodded.” Have a good night.”

The dancer was a bit surprised at the druid’s rather great reaction to the performance and smiled happily, though she was once more surprised at the coin. She did not object however, just gratefully nodded.” Thanks, Naivara. Though the true star this time was V’s expert skills. I underestimated the floor a bit, hopefully before this quest is over I will get to show you an even better performed dance.” Kosara added.” Well, I wish you a good evening should we all head off to bed before you return. We shall see each other surely in the morning.” With that she watched the druid walk away into the night. She was right about that there were things just as good as any bed though. Kosara was well versed in sleeping on the sand under the shade of a tent with just a cloth underneath her. The sand did make for a fine bed once you made yourself comfortable.

Hugh was once more making himself the target of childishly simple ire from Kosara. The Fancy Sneaky Monk was certainly annoying. She tried to ignore him, but he just kept going! What was wrong with being in the same room as her! Also just ‘Her’, talk about not having manners!’ Alright, change of plans, I was planning on ignoring you from tomorrow, but if you call for revenge, I will happily oblige!’ She thought and pouted, plotting her revenge. He seemed to be reacting bad to her presence overall since moment one. Kosara could work with that. She could just annoying him by being nearby. Thinking about it, it did seem a bit counterproductive, after all the more she annoyed him, the more annoyed he would be… She was going to have to see how this goes, but it was not over quite yet. Ohh the game has just began!

In any case as he too eventually went away to go to bed, she briefly pondered just following him to the room and joining him out of spite, but eventually decided against it. Call it a sign from on high, but honestly she was tired from traveling for days on end and really something told her to just go to bed. She’d have all the time in the world to annoy him… ahm take revenge later. For now though, she decided to hang out more with V downstairs and listen to her performance while she finishes her meal. After the meal was over and the bard eventually too excused herself for the night, Kosara finally decided to call it a night too.

Upstairs she quickly found where Hugh was and went to the other room that luckily had a free spot. Well luckily for HIM. She was rooming with Marita and Kathryn! Good turn of events indeed! She did note the pile of armor and the like that the warrior woman had taken off. Talk about layering. She was tempted to try to sneak a peak at the warrior woman’s muscles now, but she decided against it… people didn’t like being touched while sleeping, she had learned. So instead she just went to the free bed, which was the fabled cot, and placed her bag on it. She lined her cloak on it, figured she’d write in the journal tomorrow since tonight was already dark and people were asleep. It wasn’t good to wake them up with setting a light now. In any case, she carefully took off her dancing trinkets and returned them to the bag before stretching her arms and snuggling underneath the warm blankets. Her small crossbow in arm’s reach just by the cot.

Thus she slept well until the next morning. Back at the desert she’d wake up very early in the day, sometimes before dawn, but her she allowed herself to sleep in this time around. In fact she was roused lightly from a commotion somewhere and then woke up fully at the quiet closing of the door. She blinked and stirred, moving to a sitting position, looking around. Room with Kathryn, check. Marita was gone, so she was the one who had left not too long ago. Kosara rubbed her eyes sleepily and tossed away the blankets almost jumping into standing, stretching her arms once more. Without tasting any time, the first thing that Kosara did was take off the thin veiled clothing she wore. It wasn’t incredibly hard, but it was made with the idea of staying in place unless taken off for obvious reasons. In any case the tiefling didn’t mind the sleeping woman in the room as she undressed and pulled her other set of clothing from her bags. Kosara had two sets of clothing with her, the one she wore back home and one she had procured to wear when she came more to the north. She hadn’t put it on cause she frankly underestimated the blasted weather and the temperatures! In any case, her other clothes were very reminiscent of the dancing costume. The pants were of similar cut and design just of a more thick and protective cloth, dyed in dark gray. On her torso she wore an undercloth wrapped around her chest in a manner identical to her dancing top, just of again more thick and warm nature. Finally on top of that she had a white shirt. She couldn’t fit an extra set of shoes into her bag, so she carefully wrapped her feet in a warm cloth that reached up to just under her knee and secured it there, before she put on her usual shoes. They had nice soles after all, they just weren’t tall enough usually. After she slipped the pants legs back down, their tightened ends neatly securing just above her ankles. With her dressed up, she pulled her mirror, a piece of cloth, her waterskin and her cosmetics’ kit. Wetting the cloth with the waterskin, she made sure to wipe all of her makeup carefully before reapplying it. She never wore too much honestly. It was mostly there to put accent on her eyes. Her sisters always told her to not overdo it. She was beautiful and exotic enough as it was. She didn't put her veil back on right away, it would happen after breakfast. Didn't want to dirty it or anything!

After the makeup was done with, she put her things away and rebraided her hair which took a bit of time, but before long she was done, the braiding having taken the most of her time actually. So once she was done, she picked her things and headed downstairs where she found Marita, already prepared for the day along with V.” Good morning, you two! Looking absolutely marvelous today!” She called out to them and with almost a pounce moved to them. She was left a bit speechless at the sight of the breakfast however. She quickly took a place next to them. Kosara really wanted the cheese actually and maybe just a touch of bacon. But mostly the cheese, so she hurried to get some. Then she noticed the look on the two of them and a MYSTERIOUS LETTER!” Ohh… what’s in the letter? Guess bad news?” She asked, innocently, making an improvised cheese and bacon sandwich… without bread. Who needed bread when you got two slices of cheese instead?

Frozen Darkness

Cat continued to retreat as the thing was screetching, likely calling reinforcements. Still the rope was pulling tight now so she began climbing up too, gaining height fast until she could easily see the light of the surface where Donny was. She basically jumped out of the hole as he caught her by the hand and pulled her up.

"Bugs, giant venomous bugs! Move, grab whatever you can and time to run. Yes, we should be setting the methane ablaze, hopefully it burns out the nest underground or at least most of it. Who knows how far it spreads and how many of the... insect creatures are there." She told him, reading her rifle as she bega oulling him away from the office room back to hte main hall with all the actual loot was located at.

"We can't exactly leave it... who knows in a few years it might just be impossible to live around because of too many of them..." Cat was already securing her stuff and stuffing whatever she could from teh tabacco loot into her clothes. Chances were it was all toast once htey set the hole in flames, better grab as much as they could. She even grabbed some of hte seeds that weren't taken by DOnny earlier just in case.

When the screetching got too loud, meaning things were close to the surface, probably not chasing directy queit yet cause of the cold, but they couldn't take the chances. Cat was nicely stuffed with loot, they'd have to sort through it later, she looked at her companion, to see if he was ready with his own set of hte looting." How's your throwing arm? I'm pretty sure I can throw an oilbomb through that door to set the hole on fire if you think you won't be able to." She told him." We will have to run very fast though. Once the fire chases down the hole, the building might collapse on us from the resulting explosion."

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear, Meeting Table Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara was very impressed with V’s skills when it came to playing the violin. It was a foreign to her instrument, but she could appreciate it’s charm still, since there were similar ones down south. The sound was very pleasant and the skills that made it work were superb. She knew well her own skill in the musical instrument of her choice, one she had to learn back home, wasn’t quite to match V’s. Still as the bard was slowly drawing her performance to a close, the white tiefling prepared for the second part of the performance where she was going to join.

She carefully put her bag on the chair as she stood up and also took off her cloak from her shoulders, revealing herself in her dancing costume. She really had to change in her traveling clothes for tomorrow though. The few days of comfortable wagon ride with warm furs had fooled her in her estimation of exactly how chilled the local weather gets this far north. In any case, she made sure her braid was tightly secured and pulled her face veil that she placed and carefully set on her face, hiding her face from the eyes down to a degree. It was the purpose of the veil, making yourself more alluring and mysterious. As V was finishing her piece, Kosara pulled the final part of the costume which was a sort of waist scarf made out of veil cloth and covered with dozens of dozens of copper metal pieces that were smaller and thinner than coins. Elite dancers oftentimes carried such of gold or silver, she wasn’t one, so she had a copper one instead. Part of her dream of traveling the world, exploring and writing it all down, was to maybe along the way collect enough coin to get one commissioned, but that wasn’t here nor now.

“ Thank you.” She spoke to V as the woman gave her the ‘go ahead’ to begin. Everything seemed to go well so far, but once the performance itself began, Kosara found herself at a bit of a tight place and by that she meant literally. It only just occurred to her that in difference to the taverns and inns back home, the places here didn’t have usually a dedicated open space for dancing of her type. As the music played, Kosara did her best to dance within the avaible confines, her dances focusing heavily on the shaking of the hips, seductive movements of the torso, movements of the hands and spins. Because of the fact she didn’t count in the space before she thought up which dance to perform, she found herself missing a few beats here and there, she almost tripped over a foot at one point, but barely salvaged it, though it broke the rythm of her moves once more. In fact it appeared it was mostly missed because of V, she took the limelight once more to cover for her, mouthing to her that she could do this! Showed the bard’s skills and character! Screw Hugh and his necromantic biases. The dancer was very glad and as the performance began to draw to a close, she regretted not performing to her best abilities tonight. She was infinitely grateful to V for her help and swore to herself that she will resume her training later. Maybe she spend too much time traveling and too little dancing lately.

In the end as the music slowed down to a stop, she gave a theatrical bow, before pulling away and to V.” Thank you. For your help, really.” She said quietly to the bard in her most grateful voice she could make.” If you’d like, I’m fine with you keeping whatever was earned tonight. I understand my failings of what happened. It was my first performance in the North and I didn’t judge the stage space right.” She added quietly so only the bard could hear her.” Still, it was an incredible pleasure to dance to your music, if it’s not against you, I could teach you some more songs from the South later if you’d like to expand your repertoire? May not look like it, but I do play an string instrument too, just it was too big to carry on my travels.” She whispered, still smiling to the people around as she took of her veil that covered the lower portion of her face. She wasn’t expecting miracles from their earnings tonight, suspected to an average performance like this, it would mostly come from the novelty of it all.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear, Meeting Table Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara listened to the elf woman’s retelling of her story on how she got the letter. It was pretty classical one she supposed. They knew she’d be wanting to help, so a letter got to her one way or another. In this case it was through a friend. Still a forest hermit of sorts was not something she had imagined meeting. She had heard the tales of the fabled druids of the forests, but never actually met one. Supposedly there were maybe Druids of the desert out there somewhere, but she never found one and the ones from the forest had little reason to come to the desert oasis where she lived.” Well, I for one am glad to have you along, Naivara! I too like helping people in need when I’m able to! I certainly wish that we eventually become friends!”

She chuckled at Kathryn’s attempts at giving her head pats. Yes the horns were usually the first barrier in the way that stopped people in their tracks until they figure out how to maneuver their arms through the horns. It wasn’t that hard for regular people, especially women since their arms were smaller in general, however because of the warrior woman’s sheer size, that made it rather hard. Still, she supposed next time she should turn her head to the side, to allow Kathryn to pat her properly. She gave the woman look that signified they weren’t done with this and there will be time to continue in the future… well a look couldn’t say out all that, she just gave a very happy look. She enjoyed the attention ,alright? Headpats were good.

The white teifling attention snapped in Hugh’s direction at his words. She listened to his entire rant. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her visage resembled that of an angry cat… or maybe it was a kitten? In any case, her pale white eyes glared at him through her narrowed eyelids and her usual cheery smile was replaced by an almost hissing and baring her teeth expression.” ‘PEST’? Admittedly as far as name calling goes, I’ve heard way more creative ones, but something as degrading as that? Comparing me to the annoying flies that pester the animals in the heat!? You dare when, I just critiqued your choice of language!?” She hissed at him, pointing her form at the human male.” I’m of half a mind to exact delicious vengeance on you for this, however seeing this is neither the time, nor the place, I will refrain! However bare this in mind, if you do so one more time, I will not be as understanding of the situation. I do not mind silly nicknames or aliases, but something that degrades like that, I will not stand! I will not hurt you, however I will make sure you don’t have a nice time.”

She let out a snort at his statement of taking the leadership role.” Sure, maybe you can order people about competently, but it won’t be leading them. Leading should be way more than that. So far you’ve displayed no actual qualities in leadership as far as I’m concerned.” She stated flatly, resuming munching on her dinner. She didn’t even bring up the topic of necromancy and how not all should be bundled up under the same banner. Mostly cause she didn’t want to speak to him any further right now. Though it was a topic to be brought up at a future date. As for leadership… well the fact that he claimed to have taken leadership before and was still out and about to a new group, showed more than enough to Kosara. He was emotional, irritable and clearly a danger, given the ease he threw death threats about.

Her attention moved back to Marita.” I think we should honestly drop the talk about the letters for the time being.” She stated and looked at the Cleric and the rest of the table, even Hugh.” We are wasting, energy and nerves on a topic we know too little about to even make an educated guess. Sir Arbalest the potential Arbalest didn’t even specify whom it was that the original letters were being send off to, so we don’t actually have anything to go on by even. It is pointless to dwell on a topic that we’ve got no leads on currently. Let’s just enjoy the rest of the evening and rest. We will be able to pick up back the issue of the letters as the investigation continues. It’s clearly tied in to the quest, the clues will be along the way, not in logical leaps that cannot be proven or disproved.” The tiefling said, giving everybody a glance. She may be a bit easily distracted, freegoing and energetic at times, maybe even childish, but she wasn’t stupid. She had her own methods and her own logic, thus she explained her complete lack on things to say earlier about the letters topic.

At the sudden greeting, she looked at Laurel and her expression turned back to her cheerful smile.” Mr. Laurel, hello too!” She greeted back with a grin and nodded as he began speaking. So there were arranged bedding for them! That was great, an assured room to stay. it’s been a while and she wouldn’t have to tap into what was left of her traveling money. In turn she’d be able to buy more supplies at a later date instead!” Thank you, Mr. Laurel!” She told him as he finished his speech. Sure enough people were beginning to gather!

Suddenly Kosara’s eyes took on a bit of a calculating and mischief.” Hmm, with a full tavern later… This might be a fine time to make some money here before calling it a night.” She spoke aloud, looking to the rest of the people at the table before stopping on V.” What do you think, V? A popular with the locals tavern is a fine place to perform to my understanding, sure the payout might be lower than one where rich travelers stay, but there’s something to be said about the places like this.”

Frozen Darkness

'HOLY SHIT!' She screamed internally as a huge insect type creature screeched and started charing at her. It wasn't the largest mutant she had seen, however it certainly wasn't a pleasant thing to find in a narrow cave and there was the thing with insects... there was NEVER only one. Most were by nature hive oriented even when mutated. So if there was this one here, chances were there were a lot more hanging about. Worse, she couldn't fire her gun without igniting the gas that was present. Now that by itself bore the question if the heat was truly a gas vein that was opened or if it was just the insects' refuse and other things that was creating the heat and what not. Even if it wasn't straight out gasvein, there was enough probably methane type gas aroudn the tunel to deep fry her if she ignites it.

Thus instead of firing her gun, she pulled the crowbar in one arm with a trained motion and whacked hte thing sideways, to avoid meeting it's mandibles headon. She didn't want the point of hte tool to get stuck into the carapace, so she hit it with the blunt side, making the insects' head succesfully be whacked sideways, haltign it's progress. She used her other arm to start shacking the rope as she began to retreat towards the entrance of hte tunel where she came from. It was time to bail, grab as much of the good stuff as they could carry from their bags and lit the gas up, hopefully burning away at least most of hte insects. Given how deep she went, she highly doubted they'd explode the city block, but it was going to create a spectacular lightshow more than lightly.

A single hit didn't seem enough though cause it turned back towards her and began chasing her again. She whacked it again to halt it's advance and pulled the knife from it's sheath, starting a sort of duel between them while she retreated. She'd whack it, it'd try to bite her leg off. She'd bash it, it nearly tripped her with one of it's legs. In the end she evaded a serious injury by a small margin, moving away from it's mandibles, however her she got nicked on the leg by one of it's clawed limbs. She in turn hit the front leg hard enough on the joint that it snapped, at an odd angle, hindering it's mobility substantially." START PULLING HARDER!" She shouted up the hole, sheathed her knife and reattached the crowbar on the improvised harness of her clothing and began climbing, her leg hurt and she knew she was bleeding now, but there was no time to stop and bandage up while in the hole iwth countless other bugs. It was good they spotted it now, who knows how big the nest was already. If they set the gas on fire, a lot of the bugs would die, maybe Underhaven would know more about these things, she hadn't seen such back in the city center. Talking about that, she heard screeching from down the tunnels, it was distance away, but it made her start climbing even faster despite the pain.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear, Meeting Table Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“Bad manners! Bad.” Kosara stated with a frown at Marita who cast a spell at them. Supposedly the zone of truth would have them say the truth. She kept quiet for a moment after the woman asked her questions instead, so it didn’t force you to speak out, but if you do want to answer it would have to be the truth? Makes sense, given she was listening to Hugh snap at the cleric.

“LANGUAGE!” She called out to him when he started cussing. She was honestly more offended by his use of cussing than Marita’s forced truth spell! If she had a drinks tray, she’d lightly bump him over the head with it or… depending on how uncooperative he was, she’d hurl it at his noggin. Good times back at the inn at the oasis. The best times!” No need to devolve into such base manners and speech!” She admolished the monk, shaking an offended finger at him. In any case, nobody seemed to be angry about forced speaking and she was keeping quiet for the time being, listening, so it didn’t seem to be making her speak after all and not like she had anything to lie about. Still bad manners were bad.

Hugh really seemed to be angry about the whole thing. Maybe more so than reasonable, but maybe he had his reasons. He was especially vocal about the whole 3 letters thing. Kosara saw no issue with it. Things multiplied all the time or at times diminished. It was more than likely somebody was playing some scheme and just guessing wouldn’t get them anywhere, so she didn’t mind it for the time being. Besides it brought her to an interesting place with interesting people and interesting happenings. Kathyn was a bit more restrained and sounded a lot more disappointed really. A bit like her grandpa would. She also had a really fun accent at one point that made Kosara look positively giddy and she was so gonna ask the warrior woman about it and maybe write down some of it or at least how it sounds for future references! At the beer comment she grinned again and looked at the barkeep.” Mr. Hardy! Could we get another 2 beers, please?” She called to the man that she had a very pleasant conversation earlier before she joined the table.

The tiefling looked at the bard who was very polite and courteous. Then she tilted her head and nodded in agreement with the words she was hearing.” I agree, I got to taste the local type of bread only after I began traveling, but in difference to the more hard and thin flat bread favored in the south, the local fluffy and softer ones are very pleasant especially freshly baked.” She nodded at V with happy expression.” And if any of us need to slim up some, I’m well versed in several training exercises to maintain the figure. A bit of a requirement as a dancer, so we can all enjoy our meal with no reservations!”

Finally Marita spoke out again, clarifying some details about the spell. It seemed that she was just bad at socializing and she even apologized! Kosara was smiling at the cleric and then suddenly a most notable thing happened! Marita spoke out in Infernal! Kosara squealed in joy.” You speak it too! I never met anybody who speaks it besides grandpa and he only taught me cause something something about heritage and how it doesn’t define us and what not.”

“Well, I will go up next!” She proudly declared and brought up her arms above which a transparent static figure of herself laying on something and writing in her diary appeared.” I got the letter a good while of travel away from this town! So I was just enjoying a nice sunny day, laying on my travel blanket when I heard some horses racing by. After a while I decided to get up and continue on my way, was thinking of heading south, so I reached the road and just as I was going to start walking down by my feet I see a letter!” She switched the cantrip to instead show the transparent letter.” So I picked it up, read it, seemed interesting and I decided to follow it here! And that is how I got my letter! Afterwards as if it was a sign from the divines, down the road heading to Darenby, I saw a few traveling merchants in need of help with their wagon and after helping them out, they agreed to let me ride along until this town.” She grinned happily, letting the cantrip stop and she returned to her meal.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12 Conditions: N/A Location: Darenby - The Infamous Pear, Meeting Table Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara’s eyes moved to the elven woman that had finally spoke out again. Apparently she wasn’t the only one that followed strange paths laid out for you to end up here! Making as mental note about it, the tiefling dancer promised to herself that she was going to follow on this topic with the elf later and maybe try to see if there was a correlation of happenings that led them here! As grateful as Kosara was about finding that letter innocently laid on the road as she passed along, she still wondered how it ended up there. Almost seemed like it had a story of it’s own.

She looked at Mr Arbalest, the possible arbalest with curious flames dancing in her eyes, listening to his explanations about the people that were being taken and returned. The weak and more vulnerable…” Hmm, if some were taken and returned while others weren’t… something must be in common for the returned ones and the kept ones.” She mused to herself quietly, but generally continuing to listen to the older man’s words.

“Thank you, Sir!” She replied happily when he agreed on her request as a reward.” I will think about it first and try to figure if I need anything else specific.” The white tiefling nodded, making a pondering face.” Well, I had a quick question if you wouldn’t mind? It’s alright to not answer, but are you an arbalest? I mean a person who uses the heavier version of the crossbow along with it being your family name?” She asked with much curiosity.

She was just about ready to pull her journal and start taking notes as Gregory recounted the possible rewards for Hugh. Quite the curious magical items that were being offered in return instead of what the Fancy Sneaky Monk wanted, but stopped when she heard the food was going to arrive soon! She didn’t want to dirty the journal with grease or anything, it’d be pain to deal with.” Goodbye, Sir Arbalest! It was a pleasure meeting you tonight!” She called out to the man and waved for goodbye as he pulled away.

Indeed the food arrived shortly after!” Thank you, Madam, you too Mister!” She gave her gratitude to the people bringing the food and carefully arranged her plate in front of her. Steak and potatoes! Ahh, not something she could often eat back in the south, if for nothing else but because potatoes were hard to get and well, steaks were easier to find, since there was prey, just the volume caught was different and so was the meat. Northern meats were a lot juicier from what she could gather, must be the greater abundance of food for animals to eat.

Now that they were all left alone to their devices, Kosara looked at the eclectic crew gathered around. So many curious people to travel with! It would make for a great journey indeed!” So, why don’t we try to learn about each others a bit? We are gonna be traveling and working together after all.” The tiefling began, looking at the others around the table.” Maybe say things we like? For example I really like music, dancing and shiny jewelry. Or we could take turns asking questions that the others have to answer to some capacity?” She suggested with a smile, though she wasn’t digging into her food much. She just tossed a small piece of meat and a small potato into her mouth. Mostly cause she really wanted to dance first and then eat fully. Otherwise it would weight heavily in her stomach!