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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03HP: 21/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location:Road towards the L’Rose Family --> bed and breakfast Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A |
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Kosara proudly and seemingly completely unconcerned strode forward to their destination, without care in the world. The whispers of the townfolk unheard or not cared about as she did so. In this specific case Kosara had absolutely no care in the world, not listening in as she did. She was used to stares, usually it was stared from different nature by people when she was dancing. Here it was the stares more in line with what she was noting once she began traveling. People really had some weird opinions she had no understanding about. The white tiefling had no idea why some people didn’t like her kind. Was it the horns? Were all the people just jealous of the horns? It could have been, Grandpa had taught her that humans especially were greedy by nature and would covet what they did not have. Seemingly horns and tusks of creatures were among those too. Well in any case, she was just used to all kinds of stares to care. Anybody tried anything and she’d return in kind, but just stares did not break bones and all that. Besides let them stare, she did like the attention. A dancer enjoyed the people’s eyes no matter the reason… probably. At least Kosara did. She was even pondering giving a sudden unplanned performance for the locals in this richer part of town… that was divided by a street from the regular part of town. Northerners were weird folk.
“ Don’t worry! Let them stare even more! Stares and whispers cannot break your bones. Besides for a performer all attention is good attention! A traveling bard taught me that.” Kosara proudly stuck out her chest even more in what was probably an approximation of heroic proud stance of self confidence in her mind.” If we had more time I would do a performance for them all, but we are kind of on a task, so I guess no dances for them. Maybe later! Besides if they look at me long enough and see me perform they might like me afterwards! People seem to like me a lot more after they've seen me dance.” She smiled.
After a while they finally reached their destination! She looked at Kathryn who posed a question and nodded eagerly.” Sure! We can apologize later if we got the wrong place. Got to be polite.” She added with a grin as she watched the warrior woman go ahead and proceed to knock on the door a few times until eventually somebody opened the door.”Hi, Mrs Cuvier! I’m Kosara!” She greeted the woman in turn as the owner of the place( probably), wanted to send them away until a familiar voice was heard from within. Sure enough Cecily and Lizbeth were inside! She finally spotted them at a table and gave them a wave with one arm from around Mrs Cuvier and when the woman finally allowed them in, Kosara bolted inside.
“Mrs Cecily, Lizbeth, good to see you again!” She greeted energetically as she made her way over to the table. Only to stop at the sound of metal hitting something from the door. She looked at Kathryn who probably had her helmet hit the door and snickered. On the good part of it, one helmet was taken off and Kosara called that a pure gain. Afterwards she proceeded to give the two women quick hugs as greetings.
With the warrior finally joined them at the table, she smiled at the two again and nodded at Kathryn’s words.” Yeah, we were worried something might have happened to you two.” She leaned in closer and said in quiet voice to Cecily.” Mr. Cravenfish was seemingly searching for you two last night. We taught it suspicious, have you felt uncomfortable since yesterday? We think people are being stalked, feeling like they are being watched. That happened to you two?” She directly spoke and asked, because tact was a hard thing to do and Kosara didn’t have the attention span to spare and prolong the questioning. Better ask directly!