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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: Town’s Square (G12->D13->D14) Action: Attack with magical Pact Scimitar (18 att – 4 magical slashing dmg) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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All things considered, tonight it turned to be a night of new experiences and excitement. Only issue seemed to be that all the experiences and excitement weren’t of the good sort really. Of course it was all very grand and adventurous and heroic in the grand scheme of things. Nights like this one and what was happening, was what grand stories of adventure, fables and legends were made out of, but it really wasn’t as nice as Kosara expected. Of course, she concluded that feeling of ‘wrongness’ was probably the after effects of NEARLY DYING, to 2 huge blasted holes in her chest that luckily had closed now, but the mortal injuries had left the energetic and bubbly tiefling a bit affected. Whatever had snapped inside her mind at the prospect of nearly dying, the maniacal glee and abyssal energies inherent to tieflings that caused her retaliatory conflagration at Cavendish, had left Kosara quite shocked, quiet and almost out of it as people acted around and the combat proceeded as normal, to her eyes everything briefly moving in a haze, almost as if her perception had become twisted, the noises were distant and partially obscured as if her ears were filled with water.

Deep breaths, one, two, three, repeat. She was breathing heavily as the world around continued, there were noises of things being hit, spells flying, orders being called out and the very hatable voice of a certain faux constable that caused the haze and the dullness around her to finally snap and break off.” AH!” She gasped loudly, all the hazy images and muted sounds returning to normal in an instant, mind kicking back into full speed action, She turned on her heel, trying to assess the situation and in typical Kosara fashion a snap decision was made, a plan was forged and she dashed fearlessly into activity. In trained dexterous and dance-esque movements she wove her way around V and Kathryin, actually finding herself into the treeline on the other side of the fire pits, closer to Constable douche than ideal, but big tree did big block… probably.

She turned around and with a spin, looked at the spot Kathryn had attacked and damaged on the cage, so she aimed for it too with nary a word( very unusual for her). The scimitar cut into the damaged wood, chopping off a bit of the thing, but her angle must have been wrong or bad because it didn’t quite chop through it entirely, leaving the cage bit holding on for dear existence by a sliver of it’s material. A very heroic and dedicated cage this was. In any case with her attack done, Kosara dove deeper around the cage and into the treeline, to hinder line of sight with the pesky constable and gain protection from the glorious tree trunks and the foliage.

@Sigil

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Eleonora Estelle

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Location: Streets of Gamwell, Massachuttets - Gamwell Boarding House
Hit Points:13 - Sanity Points:65 - Luck:50
Mental State: Sane
Skill: N/a

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It didn’t take much for Eleonora to get Maggie to drop her off in front of the boarding house instead of bringing her along for the ride. She took her humble luggage with her. Taking the few steps towards the boarding house, she pulled her cigarettes and brought one to her lips, reaching for her lighter just in time to see the sign on the front door of their nightly abode for tonight. ‘No smoking’, now here was a rule that put a bit of a dent in her mood, coupled with all the other things that were a no go on that sign, and if she wasn’t here for work, it’d be a rather dour and annoying experience. For a few days while on the job she could make due.

Grumbling briefly underneath her breath, she put the cigarettes away as she entered the boarding house with well measured gait and sway of her hips. She took off her fedora as she got inside. It was a bit hectic it seemed, she sensed… opportunities if nothing else.” Bonjour, Mademe Haggarty. Pleasure to meet you! My name’s Eleonora Estelle.” She greeted back in her very slight french accent, friendly voice and light smile on her red lips.” Yes indeed and I must say it’s a very nice place.” She stated and nodded.

“Ohh, simply marvelous, Mademe.” She nodded, pleased that there were free rooms.” A few of my colleagues and myself are visiting Gamwell briefly on business related issues and we require accommodations for the evening. Hopefully I will be over by tomorrow, but if it isn’t we will deal with that as it comes to pass.” She chuckled, really wanting to smoke, but had to hold it in for now.” we are a group of 5 so I would like to rent 3 rooms for the evening if possible, I will take one for myself, 1 for my 2 female coworkers that are present and another for the men in our group.” She explained casually, looking briefly around to inspect the place.

“This looks like quite the big wedding to be taking place here, Madame. These must be quite the busy days for you husband and yourself.” She began chatting up some casual topic of obviousness. Like polite people do, also try to get gossips because why not. Better know who else’s present in the boarding house tonight.

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: Town’s Square (F8->G12) Action: Cure Wounds lvl2 (19 hp) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: Hellish Rebuke on Cavendish : 15 Fire dmg

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Actions were still happening in a rush. People were moving about, attacks were had, help was being helped, she saw Berry helping the people in the cages, Kathryn and V changing places, Marita summoning magical weapons to do magical weaponry things with. Presumably stabbing Cavendish or other abominations. All in all, things were going rather well! Kosara’s little joyful voice that lurked in her mind told her that they were being heroic and she should definitely write about all this in her letters home. Same little voice that also refused to acknowledge that getting in the line of danger was NOT what her family told her to do.

Now on the not so great turn of events, it appears that all that taunting of Cavendish and calling him silly names finally reached a boiling point for the rat wanabe villain Constable because in his counter taunts while not aimed at her, seemed to have used her as the target. She barely had time to react when she saw the streaking black energies not too different from her own Celestial attacks. One moment energies were in his hand the next she saw TWIN bolts of streaking blackness snap over at her…

“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Kosara roared in absolute agony as the twin attacks tore through her flesh and body, tearing through her flesh, blasting open wide wounds that were almost see through to the other side of her body, blood blasting outward and dripping as the bolts faded. She nearly fell right then and there, everything was hot… cold… dark… and then it was RED. Something inside her snapped and she saw red as her white eyes flashed red for a moment her hand snapped at Cavendish, lithe white finger aimed at him, face turned into an uncharacteristic vicious snarl. Her mouth opened to speak and instead of her usual slight accent and innocently happy voice, came out a grotesque gurgle and hisses of sounds in Abyssal that boiled down to ‘ BURN’. Forcing a mass of crimson flames to erupt at Cavendish.

The red in her eyes faded just as it appeared, Kosara fighting for breaths, struggling as she did, hand pressed into one of the terrible wounds, feeling herself at the Death’s Door. She focused, just as her grandpa taught her. Golden energies flashed at her wounds as they began shrinking as if melting away, healing at visible rapid pace until everything was gone, leaving just her damaged clothing and blood that was on it. A grievous wound gone just like that in an instant. Still shaken and affected by the brush with death and the overwhelming amount of phantom pain still lingering, she didn’t even quip just stumbled away as quick as she could over to V’s side.

@Sigil posted

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: Town’s Square (G9->F8) Action: Celestial(Eldrich) Blast on Cavendish( Att total of: 18 - dmg: 8 Force) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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There was something to be said of firepower and big strong muscles that can toss monsters about. Though THAT said, Berry’s lightning schenanigans left a lot to be desired in THIS specific situation. In a rather unfortunate twist of fate, the rat monster things didn’t seem too phased about the whole thing, though it didn’t seem to be the same situation for Cavendish if Kosara was to judge… Possibly. She was still struggling with a good view of the bastard, especially with the second rat monster being tossed into the barrels, scattering burning pitch about the place. That certainly lit the place up… punt totally intended and Kosara was not apologetic at all for even thinking it!

Her amusement lasted for about as long as the first rat monster abomination thing that was hitting at it’s boss, finally falling down. Cavendish’s orders and their rather evil and mean nature gave way to Kosara’s realization… ‘He left himself open!’ She thought in a jolt as now he was no longer hidden partially behind a big rat monster’s body. Granted the bad visibility still gave him some degree of separation, but Kosara had enough to go ahead and fire at him directly!” Ohh yeah!?” She shouted at to him about the order he had given. Granted burnt Kathryn would require healing, but the tiefling wasn’t that kind of evil hearted to will injury to somebody just so she could feel their muscles. Mind you, she’d make use of such case if it presented it, but she wouldn’t orchestrate it willingly!” Finish this, you...” Kosara momentary stalled, trying to figure out what her next grand verbal attack would be, it lasted but a moment before she continued with the first thing that came to mind.” worse than a Coffin Goblin Evil Bastard Wanabe!”

“CELESTIAL BLAST!” She roared, golden energy arching and gathering at her horns before firing the golden beam of crackling energy at Cavendish. At first the energy seemed to crackle off the target, but remembering V’s praise that made her feel oddly encouraged.”AAAAaaaaaaaaA...AH!” She screamed, head snapping to the side to track right onto Cavendish, since it was beam originating from her horns, the thing moved slightly to the side just enough for the golden energy to snap into him after all." Not so fun to be the one receiving injuries, is it!?"

@Sigil There we go!

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: Town’s Square (H8->G9->F9->G9) Action: Attack with (now) Flaming pact Weapon Scimitar:17( DMG: 1d6+2 +1d4 = 7+4=11 fire damage) Bonus Action: interraction with object – flaming barrel (free) Reaction: N/a

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Combat is a fast thing, an event where a single moment was oftentimes enough to decide life and death. That said, the battle at the Avonshire’s Square naturally followed suit. Within a few brief moments they had went from fighting 2 monsters to 1 of said monsters attacking it’s master by the looks of it. Spells and attacks and apparently curses were flying abound with little care for holding back. This was a matter of life and death and it felt like it at least Kosara could take some pride and amusement in big monster rat number 1 going berserk and attacking Cavendish. This was good and it bought them some much needed time. That said, Marita’s rather surprisingly move of pulling the second rat into their faces left the tiefling a bit stumped and surprised as she had to halt all movement and backpeddle a few inches when the thing stormed right up to their little group.

Up close like this she had noted earlier the monsters did look quite a big bigger, but they had little time to spare on pondering the mysteries of life. All she had in this were a few brief moments to act and it was up to her to figure out her next course to take given the rather uneven hand she had been dealt because of their Cleric. Now she didn’t hold it against Marita, she just didn’t expect to get one up close again after Kathryn tossed the other one into the fire. Well, there was Cavendish’s orders which were VERY rude. Who was he to call her Devilspawn!? Well… she was a tiefling, but still! It was an incredibly rude way to go about it!

Thinking fast and making a snap decision, Kosara dove into activity. She weaved in between the rat monster and V, then a few steps forward to stand by Kathryn near the barrels. Kosara’s idea was quite simple. If giant rat was in melee range she was going to melee it with her fancy golden magic sword, BUT she was going to go one step further. Now that she was in reach of the flaming barrels, she just poked the blade into the flaming pitch covering some of the blade with it, turned around, with a gracious light spin, moved a step over, flanking the beast with Marita and then delivered a powerful stab with the flaming golden blade right into it’s open unprotected back, since the thing was facing Marita because of her spell.” HAYYYYYYAH!” Her attack struck true, piercing through hide and between bones and as an added bonus let out a small burst of flames as something briefly caught fire for even more harm caused.

@Sigil There we go time to roll out!

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: Town’s Square (G8->H8) Action: Sacred Flame (1d8 Radiant damage = 7 Radiant Damage) Bonus Action: Healing Light!(2d6 healing = 8(2,6) hp recovered) Reaction: N/a

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“I got it!” Kosara exclaimed in turn to V.

Their ever so blue Berry Pie guy went in to fight the other giant rat creature, whacking at it with sword and fists of fury, but Kosara was able to note in his call out while she too was trying to hinder and pull the attention of a giant rat thing, that they were apparently immune to regular swords… probably. Well if Kosara ever swung her golden hilted scimitar at it, it was likely to do damage since this was not a simple scimitar. It was grandpa’s scimitar! It was magic!” NOTED!” Kosara called in return.

Next burst of activity came from somewhere in behind with Martia’s call of a miracle of Shield and then an attempt to turn the foes in case they turned to be undead. Shield was to have some effect Kosara knew vaguely how the spell worked, but she could only note that the creatures weren’t turning away and hearing the cleric’s conclusion that they weren’t undead. Well they didn’t look undead-y. More like monsters so the dancer was thinking they were some kind of aberration instead.

What followed next was a flurry of activity as Kathryn stormed over, grappled and wrestled the rat thing and tossed it into the fire barrels, opening a spot of view on the other side. She could spot the illusion from V appearing by her and could easily hear Cavendish trying to order the things into control as the one on fire began to rampage about. There was also the impact from the side where she spotted the other one whack Berry something good. Kosara could practically hear the effect it had on the bones underneath!

Snapping back to attention, Kosara found that V, made her feel somehow especially invigorated by the bard’s cheer, it was strangely encouraging!” Your praise feels me with joy! HERE I AM! ROCKING YOU WITH MY SACRED FLAME!” She roared aiming her free hand at Cavendish, focusing the celestial energies coursing through very body, eyes locked into evil constable through the hindrances in the way. It was the one spell that would directly as she felt the energy snap up and away from her before descending rapidly into flame-esque radiance from above at Cavendish’s spot.

And with that she did a backward hop, making a bit of space between herself and Kathryn and striking a heroic pose, her long white braid dancing from the activity. And if somebody expected her to not be needlessly theatrical they obviously haven't met her before, because this is Kosara and of course she does such. She also didn't forget her most favorite fruit themed dragonborn friend she had now. Seeing him hurt that badly she quickly focused the healing energies and unleashed them on him to help him heal some and hopefully keep him alive!

@Sigil There we go!
Edited: Made the Edit to mention the healing at the end of the post

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: Town’s Square (L12 → G8) Action: Celestial(Eldrich) Blast ( 12 force dmg ) Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/a

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There were quite a few different things that ran through Kosara’s mind when the big rat monster things came out of the fountain and began rushing the cages on Cloverdash’s orders. For one she wondered at how ugly and horrifying they looked and the constable’s words of recognizing parts of them, didn’t make her like em any more. In fact she wanted to burn them down to ashes as soon as possible. That said another thing she had wondered was that the fountain must be quite deep for them to hide completely inside of it. Quite deep indeed! Following that man’s cowardly tactics and his apparent assumption that they will die her and he will be victorious, despite the fact that he in fact ran away like a completely and utter coward, everybody went into action, monsters included. Hits were exchanged and big rat monsters didn’t even mind much the fact they were attacked beyond counter attacking to free the way.

She watched in horror how one of the two made it’s way to the cage where Cecily and the jolly fisherman were at! No can do!” CELESTIAL BLAST!” She roared, her voice still booming from her Thaumatury cantrip from earlier. The golden rays of light and energy gathered at her horns and fired a blast of golden bright energy at the rat, hitting it cleanly and doing some damage, but otherwise she didn’t spot anything happening much. Seeing that it was in fact NOT enough to take it down, Kosara did what Kosara does – acted. In a display of speed, the pale tiefling dashed across around the fountain, jumping on one of it’s bricks for easier movement and continuing around, making a direct line for the giant rat bastard that was currently possibly planning to attack the hostages and she WASN’T going to have any of that if she could. The dancer was very wanting to jump on it’s back and try to redirect it that way, but she felt there wasn’t enough time.

“Hey, ugly! Leave them alone! I’m right here and STOPPING you!” She shouted at it, when she was right next to it, obviously trying to be as close and as annoying as she could. IF she could have done it, she would have even squeezed between the monster and the people, alas she wasn’t able to… for now anyways. That said, she hoped poor intelligence would redirect it to her once she called out to it that she was hindering it since she's so close. Cloverwish did say to attack anything that’s stopping them. Maybe if it was dumb enough it would prioritize her instead after all she did scream and attack it. It clearly understood speech after all and looked quite dumb.

@Sigil There you go! Also mind games.

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

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Eleonora Estelle

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Location: Streets of Gamwell, Massachuttets
Hit Points:13 - Sanity Points:65 - Luck:50
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One exceedingly long and not especially exciting journey later and they had found their destination. She even made a point of marking it better on the map she had snatched from ol' dear Harry. That way it would be hard for it to be missed should they require visiting another time down the line. Place was... well a provincial smaller town more than anything. With the day drawing to a close with the fall of night before long in a few hours, it was about 4 pm. Not exactly the best time to arrive at a new place at, but it could be worse.

She took a note of the weird priest's ideas and made a gruff sound of somewhat agreement if such a thing was possible." We can always visit the client in the morning should worst come to shove, but we've arrived at a new locale... A locale that hardly is a cosmopolitan place whose's hotels run day and night." She pointed out with a huff, really... REALLY wanting a smoke. Couldn't wait to get out of the car." Point is unless we want to sleep under the stars or in the car, something I absolutely reject doing, especially given how many of us are here, we need to secure lodging before the day progresses any further. With Gamwell being so out of the way, who knows what types of working schedules they have here."

"So, Maggie be a dear and drive us first to the local hotel or whatever passes for one we can see. That over there must be the place if I'm not mistaken." She pointed the guesthouse looking place out." Given the end of the day timeline we might need to split to cover more ground effectively, so drop me off to secure our loding while the rest of you visit the client and the sheriff. Local sherifs might get pissy about big city people snooping around. That said, there are enough of us to move in pairs, so best course would be to nobody go alone. Go talk to different people while we can and then convene at our lodgings before darkness sets?"

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: Town’s Square Action: Thaumaturgy(booming voice) Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/a

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Arrival at their destination, through the dark wet streets and the occasional onlookers from behind barred and closed windows and doors took a little bit of time as expected, but Kosara joyfully led the journey ever on! Dancing step after dancing step, practically gliding and bouncing. It was a full dancer really, but a step here and a step there, light bounce every now and then to keep the pace and energy going!

When they finally arrived, Kosara noted the drab surroundings. Gone were the entertaining and mood lifting props of the festival. All that remained at this place were a bunch of pitch barrels and two cages with people. Some of whom she recognized like Cecilly and of course the jolly fisherman that appeared to only know one sentence and Kosara didn’t mind at all! She gave them a wave and a smile, before her eyes glided over, focusing and the target of ire, Cloverdash! He was hiding behind the fiery barrels… you know… like a coward! Or maybe he was one of those moth things she was hearing about every now and then?

Sure enough Kathryn proceed to give a knightly heroic speech about giving them an option to run away. She blinked at the warrior woman and pouted at her, before looking at the beings across the fire barrels. She could only recognize ol Cloverwish and some other sets of eyes. She had the feeling it was monsters… or monsterfied thugs. Or maybe it was ratmen again. The pale white haired tiefling aimed her sword at Cavendish’s direction with a flourish.” Big words coming from a person hiding behind a wall of fire! What’s more… are you standing on one of the barrels to appear bigger?” She asked, using thaumaturgy to make her voice boom 3 times as loud as she did!” Shame on you, Cloverdash! You should be protecting these people! Not use them for whatever nefarious purposes you are thinking of or being ordered to! Come here to take your punishment like a man and maybe then we can talk afterward!” She proclaimed with her loud booming voice that probably reached a good bit further than normal given it’s magical boost. She was eyeing the shapes behind the barrels and was trying to figure out if they were close enough to said barrels that if she blasts one of them, they will get caught in the explosion of burning pitch. Though she also spared the cage a few more glances, wondering if a good Celestial Blast can burst it open. She might be forced to give that plan a go very soon. Cause she doubted Cloverdash would surrender. No she was certain that in true heroic tale fashion, he will fight because he is the bad guy in the current events.

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: Bed and Breakfast - Outside(street middle) -> Onwards! Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/a

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There was a distinct lack of paying attention to any possible statements about her mental well-being or rather lack of there off, but Kosara was generally listening to what all the others were saying. Well mostly anyways. She was listening and nodding as her companions in adventure spoke their takes on the situation at hand. A lot of valid concerns and ideas were raised, though there weren’t really solutions to be found by the looks of it. There simply wasn’t time or information present enough to form a complex plan. That said…

“I’m with Marita on this one, we should go with V’s grand show idea!” She stated with zeal and conviction.” As Martia suggests, we should bust the ambush. Break off their momentum, and the best part is, from the town’s center we can easily afterwards pivot towards our other destination, so we won’t even be slowing much really.” The tiefling woman tossed in her opinion and looked at the scimitar that was being held in her arms now. The seemingly golden handled weapon with a horse motif on the pummel. Her path was known, she knew it from the get go.” We should help people and in this case… helping people means defeating and probably killing bad people.” She stated quietly, eyes locked into the sword for a bit longer as she moved over and redid the light spell on Marita’s shield.” Praise the sun!” She quipped with a silly grin.

“So, what type of performance should we give them? V, know anything suitably grand and fast paced? It will be a most needed part of a grand show.” The dancer asked, eyes wandering over to the most fabulous of bards, before looking at Kathryn and Berry, contemplating something, but not saying anything before turning back to V.” I say we travel with music! Let people know and see, which is the point really, in fact...” With a quick spell being cast or rather a quick use of Prestidigitation Cantrip, a harmless shower of colorful sparks began falling around.” It’s time to perform and we cannot allow for us to not be in the limelight! Onward and we are off to meet the warlock! For Justice~!” She pointed out down the road and began to skip onwards with merry dancing step, a shower of colorful sparks along the way because naturally.