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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(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Avonshire Gates! -> Around town. Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“There, there. Hugs help indeed!” Kosara smiled as the girl had accepted the hug and made herself comfortable! Hugs were the best and it didn’t matter a few tears were wiped into her new coat. In fact it was a bonus feature… probably! From there curious news were delivered from the older woman, including the missing people report and the local legend of the constable that was today quite annoyed about something or other. As they progressed to prepare for the next trek of their journey which was to deliver the wine to the needed places and as the remains were moved over to their wagon, the tiefling quickly took her position on their own wagon. Apparently the agreement was to help the family and to do so they had to follow! Escort duty like proper heroes of good.

Now the only issue was where to give less alcohol, though Kosara’s opinion quickly made itself known. In fact almost instantly as soon as the question was posed, having been bested by speed only by Marita.” The munacipirial… mani...muri...” She halted herself, trying to recall the exact word. It wasn’t in her usual vocabulary actually and she had no idea what IT was. It didn’t sound too important though.” Ahh municipal that was it, yeah I saw we leave less there. The other places need the alcohol more. Especially the last one… Honey Barn? Sounds like a place that uses a lot of alcohol. And if I’m getting my logic right, it’s a very important thing to have alcohol there, if they do what I think they do.” She quipped her copper coin into the pool to see what everybody decides to do. On that note, she wondered what her sisters back home were doing nowdays. Here it was cold, but at the oasis it was hot all time of the year. Were they busy? Were supplies delivered in time? She sometimes felt lonely out here, not much, but a little bit and felt the nostalgia and longing of home. Especially now that they were going to visit a brothel! Granted she didn’t live in a brothel, but she supposed it might as well have been. She wondered if this one was well versed in information too.

As they eventually began moving, Kosara pondered the way from now on. They were in town now, there was investigation and she could ask around at the Honey Barn. They probably knew a lot of local gossip information if they were wanting to share. It was a good chance. Journeying across town and following the other wagon turned out to be a bit of an experience and learning trip actually. Having just today learned the ancient venerated art of driving a wagon, Kosara was doing so with admirable skill for a first timer… especially first time let to drive a wagon in a busy streets and town, but she wasn’t thinking about that. In fact she was busy trying to navigate the streets as people were moving about, some not minding they were trying to cross in front of a moving wagon! At one point she even had to make a sudden stop when another horse drawn wagon appeared from a side street and crossed her path without warning! The nerve! At least all in all the mule was behaving well and as a whole she was keeping up with Cecily’s wagon. That is until the mule decided to turn to one side of the role and moved there, pulling the wagon with it.

“Hey, stop, Mr Mule!” The tiefling called as it most unceremoniously moved in front of a wagon filled with cabbages!” Noooo, leave those cabbages alone! I will figure how to make you into a walking emergency food and food storage otherwise!” Kosara quickly pulled the reigns of it, making the animal’s head move left and right as it stubbornly wanted them cabbages. This continued for a little while until with enough pulling to one side and calling the command to start moving again and snapping at the reigns the mule finally let the cart of cabbages alone and as Kosara passed by the owner, she could swear she heard him saying something along the lines of ‘Phew, saved… it usually never works. Thank the gods.’ Poor man! To have his cart of cabbages always assaulted by mules for him to comment like this!

In any case, at least after that experience, the mule didn’t start any rebellious activities again. Though Kosara very nearly got separated by the other wagon again when a some sheep that were being led somewhere were blocking most of the street, but with some adept handling and care she carefully drove the wagon around them, skirting the edge of the street, but making sure not to push into anybody. It was honestly stressful journey, educational and really, REALLY made her to want to do some driving on the endless desert sands… or maybe just a flat area without people and obstacles to see exactly how fast this could go. All in all? It was a nice experience despite the cabbages debacle.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Avonshire Gates! Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara was grateful when somebody took the torch in retelling the rest of the details… Hugh took to the challenge and then she was quickly disappointed when it turned out he wasn’t telling about the real problem she struggled to figure how to mention! The leg roast… wait that thought came out wrong. The roasted leg… she blinked and shook her head. Her real problem was to figure how to bring out the topic of potentially these two’s family being cooked and eaten by goblins. Kathryn was instead to the rescue like the strong brave knightly princess that she was and broached the topic in a very diplomatic martial way, that the tiefling took note of for future reference. Yes that was a good way to do it!

‘Ohh heroes!’ Kosara exclaimed in her head in glee. She already kind of liked the Constable already! He knew just how to make her feel happy. Yes they had to strive to be like the heroes of old and story! And then he started going on what sounded kind of like a veiled rant of some sort or another how they had to follow rules and that maybe he knew they were hired for specific purpose, but she wasn’t quite sure if he knew KNEW or he just suspected knew. Or if he thought he knew what they were here for, but he was actually thinking of something else entirely. Yes, Kosara’s head was kind of trying to juggle complex logic and conspiracy theories worthy of a fairy tale. Thinking about it wasn’t there always a person of power involved in stories…? He eyes followed the departing man. The pale tiefling now was thinking and pondering if they had truly a conspiracy in the make!

Then the local girl affected by emotions pulled a hug on V. Kosara well approved of that action, especially given the situation and she was even more happy that V seemed alright with it. While the older woman was offering them some help with at least having a place to sleep or introduction to a local tavern, she also had a request. Kosara used the chance to slowly move over to the girl and V before giving Lizbeth a hug too.” It’s alright to cry.” She told the girl.” It’s going to be alright though, hugs help.”

“I’m all for helping too!” She piped up when Marita stated her desire to help the family.” Though we’ve recovered some of the wine, the goblins had drank some of it. Would that be a big problem?” She informed the older woman. It was their wine it seemed, so they had the right to know. The pale tiefling didn’t know the financial situation of the family. That wine could have been their lifeline! A lost or damaged shipment could be bad and in this case there was going to be wine missing.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Avonshire Gates! Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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From the place where the evil goblins had killed the wagon crew and likely eaten some of them the group had departed after settling their positions and loot and other things around. As it turned out, they now had TWO WAGONS to move, so Kosara found herself in the curious for her chance to solo lead their first one after V who was controling the merchant one. It honestly seemed like the mule had decided that since she fed it stuff it was going to comply with her orders for the time being so it wasn’t making any fuss and calmly following the other wagon. It could also be the fact it was trained to do so, but Kosara was honestly enjoying the journey even if there wasn’t actually much for her to do aside holding the reigns, looking around and on occasion pull them about if she really had to. At some point she began humming a tune from the deserts, though the surroundings were anything, but that. Still it was some marvelous jolly time!

“It is indeed!” Kosara greeted back a fisherman who passed by them with his catch for the day as he was returning to the city. She had never fished before, there wasn’t anywhere to do so in the oasis, but thinking about it it was probably a thing she had to try out since she was out here to the north and there were opportunities to. She had to put it on her list of things she had to do. Along with making a man of snow and learning to make snow balls. Which were apparently NOT a spell despite the similarities in the name with the spell ‘Fireball’. Which raised a question if there was a spell that created a massive snowball that explodes in ice and frost out there somewhere. Sadly in all her years of asking travelers in the oasis she never got an answer to that. Maybe she had to ask V if she knew. The bard seemed more versed on the topic of magic than herself.

Moving towards the gate, something pulled her attention out to the front of V’s wagon. A man, woman and a younger woman/girl were there. There were guards and the man in armor and hammer was moving towards them. Hearing them speak, Kosara realized that they probably were possibly aware to whom the wagon belonged. The man who looked like a guard… rather more guardly than the other guards, a Constable as he called himself! He sounded not quite as possibly pleased by their presence. The woman was more friendly! At the suggestion to step out, Kosara made sure everything was fine and the wagon was stopped then she proceeded to turn to the side of the seat and jumped doing a somersault from the wagon and landing next to it.

“Hello Sir Constable, Madam Cecily and Miss Lizbeth!” Kosara cheerfully greeted them.” My name’s Kosara! Pleasure to meet you all!” She added, smiling before looking at the serious looking Constable,practically skipping a few steps closer.” Well you see, there were some goblins making a camp just side the road and there was a wagon and we figured to attack them. And then we did, there was this tall rock that we used as cover, and I shot at the goblins, and the others attacked, and then there was a coffin goblin, and he ran and I killed him with a spell, but there were more in the trees and then they shattered when V hit them with a spell and then I healed her because she was wounded by the tree goblins...” She fired all that in a veritable single breath before finally then stopping. Kosara made a thinking expression, looking at the others if she was missing anything. She felt like there was something missing from the retelling… something about the campfire. Then she recalled the leg. “ Ooohhhh...” She threw V, Marita and surprisingly even Hugh - The Sneaky Fancy Monk, a pleading look for help with retelling the rest.

Frozen Darkness

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Frozen Darkness

"We should go." Cat stated firmly, pondering the chances of once more going underground, but they had to do so sooner or later again. It was simply safer underground." We've attracted a fuck load of attention right now, can't stay. Things will start approaching soon and that shambler's just the first of many in my experience." She explained to him, helping him out to start heading towards teh tunnels once more.

"Monsters and feral mutants will arrive fast because that's how they react to commotions and lound noises in difference to natural creatures and animals. People will also gather up to scout and see what this all was about and if they could profit from it... Back in the colony we had to protect ourselves more than once because sometime going wrong and attracting attention from loud noises from an accident or the like. Besides we've got our loot." Once at the tunel of the metro, she readies her weapon and making sure there was nobody directly at the entrance started to proceed downwards with great care. She kept her ears open for the light cracking of snow and ice under feet. Anything to announce they weren't alone. For the time being though at least there weren't things, so they had the time to get going and if she recalled the map correctly, following the direction to the left around the old derailed traincar, they would be heading in the direction of another of the marked out locations on the treasure map they were following. It was far far away, they weren't going to get there today unless the tunnel led directly there without any hindrences along the way, but at this point it was well known to everybody that the underground networks were a maze because many places had collapsed and new ways were opened by nature, men and monsters.

"We should also be considering where we will camp out once we get deeper into the tunnels. If we are lucky maybe we can find a nice alcove somewhere along the ways that we can trap or barriace to make creatures have hard time noticing it."

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Path-Wagon Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Well of all things curious, this is NOT one she expected to experience today. The mule was stubbornly refusing to move from it’s spot, despite her varying words of encouragement and general friendly persona! She waited for a bit to see if it will respond, but it seemed more interested in the ground and grass than her! No can do! She needed it fed and ready to move now! The party had to continue onwards and if she kept spending time here, somebody would come and it will be awkward. So Kosara merrily hopped off her seat and pulled her bag, rummaging through what she had brought.

“Ink… no… book… no… chalk? What’s the chalk doing with the soap? It shouldn’t be here...” She mumbled, relocating the weirdly arranged stuff in her travel bag back to their rightly places! For example the Caltrops had somehow ended up neatly hidden inside and under the coils of the rope she kept in her bag. Weird… It surely had NOTHING to do with her moving erratically to climb a boulder, making her bag rock at odd angles and thus messing up the neat order inside it. Surely… no way at all.

Finally after a bit of searching she reached into the ration packs.” AHA!” She proudly proclaimed and pulled some of the dried fruits from her available rations. It was varied tree fruits that went with her rations. Kosara also pulled one of the mostly fresh apples. They were surprisingly lasting and she had one from her travels and resupplying in the past. She made sure to select the bigger ones and walked over to the mule.” So, seeing how you are so hungry that refuse to move, how about we make a deal? I will give you these sweets and with the brief burst of sweet energy, we will move towards the others? What do you say? Deal?” The mule predictably didn’t reply to her as she showed the fruits she held in her palm to the animal that started eating them. She used her other hand to pet and rub it’s head. Mule it may be, but it was soft in it’s own way. After that she gave it the apple and once everything was eaten, which took surprisingly little time, she grinned and quickly hopped back into the driving seat of the wagon, taking the reigns.

“Trot on!” She called and pulled the reigns in the manner V taught her earlier. It didn’t work right away, but after a few moments of patience the wagon slowly began moving onwards! The white teifling’s face was filled with absolute glee at it. Seems like food was the way into the mule’s good graces. She was down most of the sweets from her rations, but it didn't matter too much. She will find a way to get more at a later date.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Path-Location of the Wagon Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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“No worries, I like healing people!” Kosara reassured the bard with a smile. It was true, healing people was nice. That and it allowed her to practice both her magic skills and her hugging skill. It was an overall win-win in all manner of ways. In fact it was the first thing her grandpa taught her.

“Hmmm… I see?” She answered, not really seeing it.” I mean… I suppose ears are easier to carry, but heads of the enemy is not the true way to show you defeated them?” She mumbled, trying to warp her own head around the idea. All of her childhood perception and understanding were being contradicted here and she was trying to make sense of it. But she KNEW people wanted heads at times… something about hunting bounties and proof… Were the ears enough for goblins?’ Well… it’s not like they need the specific goblin…?’ Maybe that was the situation. They didn’t need the heads since having the ears was a proof of it enough since they weren’t hunting down specific one. But wasn’t this leaving it open for abuse if you could regrow parts...” Hmmmmmmm...”

The tiefling’s ponders on the topic of breaking the goblin ears market and the possible long term effects on the economy were brought to an end by V’s lovely voice that called out to her in a very friendly and pleasant way and Kosara right away pay attention like a child being called out.” Yes?” She blinked and began nodding enthusiastically” I will! Thank you~!” She nodded and then skipped away, jumping over goblin bodies before making a skipping dash through the area and around trees to the point where they dropped off their wagon.

Wagon and the mule where where they left them. Kosara threw a glance around… carefully. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary by the looks of it. Thus she gleefully hopped back onto her seat and took in the reigns to prepare to gloriously lead the mule forward.” Yah!” She tried and after what might to others appear an embarrassingly long moment of nothing happened and silence, the tiefling was not affected, nor irritated. She just looked at the reigns in her hand and back at the mule.” Ooookey… maybe I got the word wrong? Hmmm…. Or do you really want ot finish eating whatever it is you are eating right now, Mule?” She asked the animal in complete seriousness.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Path-Location of the Combat Action: Healing Light 2d6 healing on V resulting in 7 hp healed Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Alright, getting off the rock was a bit more trickier than getting on top of it. Well not really, as soon as Kosara was comfortably high she hopped off, testing the marvelous soles of her new boots! The conclusion of the said field practical testing was that they were good shoes, she didn’t feel any pebbles or branches underneath her feet. Which was not something her usual slipper styled shoes would have accomplished! V deserved even more healing!

The white tiefling studied the group that was now doing their thing between examining the scene and looting bodies for goodies. She might join up with them later, but for now she had other stuff to do. Important stuff though she did halt mid stride for a moment when she saw Kathryn take off part of the armor, not enough to even enough skin! Still THAT was some impressive display of physical prowess. Turning over a wagon by one’s self wasn’t something just anybody could do. With that impressive display over with, Kosara happily dashed over to V, haling a step away, watching the woman with a knife in her hand cutting off ears from goblins. The pale tiefling was a good girl and her adoptive family back home taught her to never disturb a person who had a knife and was cutting things. It was a recipe for disasters and wounds.

“Hey, V, can you halt for just a bit, I need to heal you.” Kosara asked when she saw the woman done with the ear she was currently cutting. Once she was sure she had the bard’s attention and it wasn’t going to be a surprise she moved closer and then gave the bard a careful hug, closing her eyes and focusing her energy, channeling it through herself and into the musician. As the golden light flowed into V, the wounds would begin healing rapidly. It was one of Kosara’s more favorite abilities she had learned/gained. Using the regular spells was all fine and dandy, but the healing hugs were the best! After the celestial energy finally stopped, Kosara pulled away, studying V’s wound, before looking at the knife and the ears.” Why are you taking the ears anyways? Wouldn’t the heads be a better thing to show? Could mount them on spikes and everything.” She asked with innocent curiosity.” Not like we lack the space to carry them with the wagons. I can help! Just need to find an axe!”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Path-Combat Map(I8) Action: Celestial(Eldrich) BLAST! Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Goblins were dying left and right, some in places she hadn’t seen, one was in a tree? Well… victory was gained! Kosara proudly grinned widely, taking a heroic posture at the sight of victory. All was good in the world. At least until a whack was heard from within the coffin and Kosara jolted, looking at it with a curious and careful expression. Was this some kind of evil undead? Was it the mummies again? Surely not, mummies this far from the desert shouldn’t be a thing! Ohh it was a coffin so maybe it was one of those vampires she heard stories about, but… it was day? She readied herself to attach as Marita decided to help the thing out and open the coffin with her spiritual dagger.

It was a… “COFFIN GOBLIN!” Kosara exclaimed in surprise as the thing hopped out of the coffin and bolted past the group. It wasn’t very fast, but it was loud and Kosara really wasn’t liking it’s tone! It sounded rude! Then again it was probably drunk. Many drunkards didn’t have nice mouths. Wait she shouldn’t be searching for excuses for the goblins! No, no, no! Then in a shocking surprise more Goblins revealed their presence by shooting at the bard!” V!” Kosara shouted in surprise as the arrows hurt the woman.” I’m going to heal you in a bit!” She called, but before she could actually do anything V whacked the bastards with a spell that did something nasty to them. Actually hearing what the woman said it was understandable! That coat was indeed looking very costly! The replacement cost would be a lot! Kosara would be similarly pissed if her dancing clothes were damaged. Where can she find cloths that thin and soft this far north!?

In any case, the ambushers were executed with shattering efficiency! Good, Kosara then spotted the Coffin Goblin that was running away.” OI! I said not to run!” She shouted after it and focused again. Performing the gestures and chanting the spell.” CELESTIAL BLAST!” The golden energy focused through her horns and then formed a crackling beam of golden energy that zapped through the air from her horns in an instant and struck the fleeing goblin dead center. Kosara made a sign of victory as the coffin goblin fell down not to move again. Maybe he should have stayed in the coffin…? In ANY case, the tiefling smiled, happy with herself. Her first proper fight without grandpa! Her grandpa was going to be so proud and she even struck them down with spells like he does! Horns power for the win! Granted in her mind she was kinda forgetting all the times Grandpa Horny Golden Horse tried to get her to fire spells with her hands instead of horns for versitility. Selective memory and all… weird that.

Still with the goblin down, she immediately turned to the most important thing right now.” Hold on, V! I’m going to heal you now!” She called, looking at which way was the better for descending the rock. She had to heal her new bardic friend!

@Sigil TAG!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Path-Combat Map(I8) Action: Celestial(Eldrich) BLAST! Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Having taken a second to study the effects of her attack had brought, Kosara realized that it wasn’t much after all. It had made them angrier!” Ahhaaaa! You still survive, villains!” She proclaimed, pointing her hand at them in loud voice, as the ambush had already ended and they were all well aware they were under attack. Thus without really meaning it, Kosara had turned into the rather vocal point of the attacking force. Taking on a heroic pointing stance at the goblin she had just showered with burning light of justice, she narrowed her eyes.

Her entire form lightly crouched, eyes locked onto the goblin her entire form hunched into almost a leaping stance. Light gestures were made with her free hand as golden sparkles gathered at her center point between her upper horns. Crackling noise of energy filled the air around her.” FACE THE FURY OF THE SANDS! CELESTIAL BLAST!” She chanted as all the golden crackling energy hovering between her horns was unleashed in a golden beam, streaking through the air between her and the goblin she was aiming. It was one of the first spells her Grandpa Horny Golden Horse taught her. To channel the fury of the divine! He later taught her how to make it even stronger and thus they were here. It was the thing he told her to use whenever she REALLY needed to help the people by obliterating forces of evil!

The golden crackling energy impacted the goblin and when it was over, the creature was down! Kosara raised her hand up towards the sun in sign of victory.” One has been smitten off the face of this world! YOU ARE NEXT, VILLAIN! NO NEED TO SURRENDER FOR I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND AND YOU CANNOT ESCAPE MY WRATH!” She added, pointing at the other goblin next to the one she just very bravely whacked with a beam of celestial energy… from over 30 feet away, from a huge tall rock… Like a real darn hero! Just like in the stories she was told(not) as a child.

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