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Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Road Action: N/a. Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara’s reaction to Kathryn’s revelation about her size changing schenanigans and what exactly was happening whenever she was going to go GIANT on them left the tiefling nodding in some partial understanding. So Kathryn was using magic to simply increase her size rather than actively altering her being? Possible… maybe… could be? In any case, it still left Kosara with very much a lot ideas on what she could do if she had a giant Kathryn to help. Shoulder rides? She hadn’t had those since she was a child and people could easily carry her on their shoulders. Being tossed into the air for maximum vantage potential and aerial attacks from on high? Getting tossed at the enemy for ultimate dynamic heroic entry into a battle!? Ohh, Kosara could very much see a great deal many ways a giant Kathryn and herself could team up to wreck havoc upon all evildoers out in the wide world… and probably cause an untold amount of concerns given the absolutely gleeful smile that spoke of nothing, but headaches.

Now on the topic of new arrivals, potential friends and potential enemies, Kosara stared intently at the people after she explained the situation to them. She also looked at V who chimed in to add additional explanations. The tiefling tilted her head, wondering why everybody looked concerned about something. It wasn’t like some grand lies were being told or something. She had spoken the truth as her story was correlated by V and Cecily. At the halflings’ words though, Kosara’s eyes sharpened as she stared at him. There was this faint whisper at the back of her head… well not whisper really, more like a growing rumbling growl that demanded him to apologize for even suggesting what she suspected he just did to Cecily.

Kosara was just about to open her mouth and object when their host and guide did so first, assuring him they weren’t lying and she was fine. The tiefling’s expression remained somewhat displeased now, but the growing unknown to herself snarl faded away at least.” Kosara.” She replied back with a pout when they were all introducing each other. That was her name, she never really got a last name.

Her expression did a complete shift back to nice Kosara when she heard they were suffering some kind of danger attacking the cattle. Kathryn jumped at the idea of helping them almost too fast so, given the speed at which she did it.” We should check it out. Helping people is important.” Kosara agreed, looking at V and Berry and then at Cecily.” We’ve already faced dangers in this neck of the woods. Could be goblins… or rats… or anything really. Given the state of the area, we should make sure to secure it as much as we are able to. If the farms around here are being attacked, whatever it is, it might eventually attack the winery too.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Road Action: Prestidigitation. Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara ate her packed ration with bland expression for the most part. She didn’t like the hard bread it had… It wasn’t nice. It was probably going to be more acceptable if it had something else… a sauce mayhaps? Yes a sauce would do well to give it some pleasant taste and maybe get rid of some of the hardness that she was dealing with water. All in all she would give the bread in the ration a low 3/10. She supposed hard dried bread was long lasting or something, but still.

“Sure.” She quipped and reached over to the bottle of alcohol that Kathryn had and with a quick use of prestidigitation chilled it down even more to a nice comfortable cooler temperature. Well comfortable for hot climates, but the resident half giant was free to drink her drink however cold she wished to! Kosara smiled and returned to her ration and the dried meat it had in it, listening to Kathryn’s magical exploits.” Ohhh, even bigger, Kathryn.” She blinked at her in amazement before looking at something above the warrior woman’s head, clearly trying to imagine how she would look like if she was even bigger.” Does your body change in any way in proportions?” She curiously asked.

Her eating pace sped up a tiny bit after that to devour a few more mouthfuls, her cheeks at one point comically full before she washed it down with water because the hard bread just refused to go down without a fight. Thus in that moment she swore to find a way to deal with it eventually. Maybe turn it into mush by soaking it in water first… but that would be kinda unpleasant to eat.” Hmmm...” She made a pondering sound. That was a good topic to ponder indeed!

When the unknown travelers got closer they revealed themselves as not so unknown ones, at least for the L’Roses’ anyways.” HELLO!!!!!!!!!” Kosara called loudly back with energetic waving of her hands. Both of them, for good measure. She listened to their words and heard their plea. Apparently they were in danger too. Weird, she turned to the L’Roses.” How close are they to the winery?” She asked, looking at their guides and future hosts.

“Meany Cavendish is gone! He was a monster in disguise. Was very mean and tried to kill a lot of people in Avonshire with his monstrous army of monster rats. They were very mean and ugly too! Not exactly sure who killed him though… It was a heroic adventurous story worthy event in the middle of town. There was fire, rain, monsters, pain… cages with innocent citizens… and a sea of rats! Also ratmen and huge undead rat monsters that could snap me in half like a twig! They all dealt with though.” She called back in explanation.” You can try Arbalest the Sheriff who is apparently not an arbalest, still not sure how that works. He should be in Avonshire still or at least his people should be. Anyways, the sheriff should be able to help! Also we killed some goblins a while ago! Maybe it’s goblins?” She suggested and thought about it.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Road Action: Prestidigitation. Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Right away!” Kosara merrily replied as she proceeded to almost hop over to the mule that was pulling their humble transport. Now it had to be said that the white tiefling was very much liking anything that had to do with horses too. What with her Grandpa, so she liked and respected them. That and everything that lived their lives helping people even if it was helping them pulling their luggage, deserved respect.

“Hello, mister mule. Let’s see if all is well, yes?” She ashed him with a smile pulling some dried fruits from her rations in her bag, offering them to the small horse-like being. Mules were… a curious breed indeed.” It’s good, right? Alright, let’s see...” She mused as she began checking up the the creature of burden. Make sure it wasn’t being bound too tight by the harness that tied him to the wagon, make sure there weren’t any bruising or injuries that might have occurred. Once she was sufficiently sure in her evaluation she gave the mule a few more dried fruits and let it graze on the grass if it wanted.” Mister mule’s right fine! Though he would deserve a nice bag of animal feed once we arrive.” She reported as she returned back to the others.

“So… where’s the meat?” She asked, with metaphorical stars in her eyes, looking at V.” Is it of Morty fame?” She got a bit curious if it was what remained of the party mascot. Which was fine, a walking undead pig made out of preserved foodstuffs, this was it’s destiny!

“I’ve not eaten broth, but I did try some proper soup a few times while I was traveling. Seemed nice. At least not when it was too thin though. I mean… why waste perfectly good water on something like that?” She inquired with curious voice and pulled a partially unwrapped ration from her bag. Her eyes moved to the knightly friend who was requesting booze.” Need it chilled afterwards?” She asked with a smile.

She looked back to V who apparently decided to test her connection with her familiar and was using it too look from it’s eyes. Did it have eyes? Hmmm… She shook her head and looked back to V who returned to local awareness.” Well, what we should prepare for is lunch! Events come after. Hunger is often the enemy.” Kosara offered her peace of opinion and made herself comfortable as she pulled some dried bread from the ration. She tried to bite into it, only to cringe and eye it with utmost distrust and hatred. So she pulled her waterskin to get it a bit wet so it’s easier to bit off. She also did a bit of prestidigitation to give it a bit more flavor than soggy bread.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Road Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Yes!” Kosara readily agreed with V’s apparent assessment of the ring. The sentimental value was of immense importance to the pale thiefling, but if there was one thing that Kosara really darn liked it was shiny trinkets and baubles… jewelry was a thing she was very enthusiastic about. Glittering gold was probably her favorite color and nobody could convince her otherwise.” I will, cause it’s a gift and I can show it to my sisters and grandpa later!” She was very proud of it. “Well… I’m not as fan of platinum myself. Gold’s much much better. It shine’s way prettier and glimmers very pleasantly under the sun once polished.”

“Mort’s a nice name, very catchy.” The tiefling agreed grinning at the corvid that had descended quite on time. She would take her word for it since she hadn’t had a familiar herself… if you didn’t count the adorable little rat that was summoned by that pendant now hanging around her neck. Chauncy was a good animal, he just had a bad master previously, but his presence being limited to 2 hours a day meant that Kosara didn’t want to summon him randomly least she needs his help when he cannot appear. Maybe once they arrive, she was gonna summon him to offer him munchies.

Kosara looked at V and shrugged.” Well I do have preserved food and rations on me too, so not like we will go hungry or anything, but I might need to check what can be made off those rations later and possibly buy a few things we can keep in the wagon in case we need to prepare fresh food later.” She explained, but then Berry had the perfect moment to also announce he had purchased fresh meet and cheese and Kosara eyes took on a predatory focus as they shifted towards him.” Good, bacon and cheese sandwiches!” She stated with finality, throwing a challenging look at Kathryn whose disagreement on what it meant to be a sandwich was still quite present on the tiefling’s mind, albeit with a bit more levity and mirth than anything.

In any case with the resting spot located and the group settling in for a breather, Kosara rummaged through her bags to locate what foodstuffs she had. In this case it had been a packaged rations of a few variety, but when it came down it to it, it was mostly hard bread or dried bread, some dried meats, dried fruits and other assortment of things that took a long time to spoil, but in this case they had a boon from V for smoked meat! Went very well with the rest of the ration foodstuffs.

Meal was going fine really, there wasn’t a campfire though. It kind of broke her fantasies about adventuring lifestyle, it seemed that every adventuring rest featured a large or medium campfire… at least in the stories she has heard from the traveling adventurers back home, but she supposed it wasn’t logical to set up fires every time you stopped even for a brief breather and a quick meal on the go. She spotted Kathryn look at something in the distance and followed her gaze down the road till she spotted them too.” Ohh look, people! I wonder if it’s traveling traders?” She mused, looking at the people in the distance. Of course there was a possible chance of them being up to no good ruffians too! Well... ruffians had loot!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: On the Road Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara looked very gleeful indeed, double so when the rings were revealed to be a matching set!” Best friendship rings ever!” She exclaimed happily before quickly putting it on her left index finger. It matched very well with the rest of her decorations for dancing she decided. Well it was clearly of different make and style, but it was shiny and that’s what mattered in the end as far as she was concerned. Glittering gold, trinkets and baubles, paid for in blood and sweat! She blinked suddenly at that last loose thought that randomly ran through her mind before dismissing it for the time being as unimportant thing as at the end of it all it didn’t matter. Adventures were usually paid for in sweat, tears and blood as their recent experience confirmed. It wasn’t something that just hearing it could prepare you for though.” Thank you~! I will treasure it always!” She confirmed again.

“Ohh you should see them, yes! They have so many and not just rings, they got all kinds of friendship trinkets! Headdresses, earrings, anklets and all other sorts of jewelry. A lot of it gifts!” She explained very enthusiastically.” I don’t have though… I mean I got some, but it’s mostly from grandpa and my sisters. It’s my various accessories I wear when dancing. I guess I wasn’t making too many friends with the travelers, though they did buy and gift me all sorts of foodstuffs since I was a child. Maybe after we finish with traveling the north, we can head south?” She reminisced about the past, it seemed so… peaceful and she felt oddly wanting to go back to it as something nagged in her mind just beyond awareness, as something was just at the edge of her view and her head snapped to the side, but nothing was there. The lack of sleep might have been getting to her… probably.

Suddenly she poked her head out and extended her arm besides V who was driving the wagon.” Hey, V, look! Kathryn got me a Friendship ring!” Kosara hurried to show her new ring right away because of course she did. It was shiny! She took a look at the bird that V had now too." Lil birdie got a name? Something Morty worthy?"

“Lunch sounds like a good idea!” She commented when the topic was brought up. Kosara was very much an appreciator of food.” Hey I bought myself some cooking implements back in Avonshire so I can help cook! I know how to make flatbreads! They are very tasty and can be prepared on the go on a cooking plate rather than an oven!” She exclaimed offering her own skills to the glorious task of cooking food. Because it was important, otherwise how was she to convince Kathryn what true sandwich was down the road.” Though… I kind of forgot to buy much in the way of ingredients aside some spices to go with the food rations… drat.”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 34/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Avonshire - > On the Road Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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The time following directly after the battle was a bit of a blur of fatigue, pain, stress and not a small degree of general mood drop, especially for Kosara who had taken some pretty serious hits during the fighting and whatever happened at the end with the spooky voice. Mind you she didn’t even remember the spooky voice, but it didn’t make her feel any better with the growing fatigue in the following day. Bidding goodbye to some people, helping others, generally try to make sure everything was mostly safe now… very very tiring day following a deadly struggle with little to no sleep.

In the end though by the time that they had went to bed the next night, with only SOME paranoia on Kosara’s part, she was so dead tired that no amount of potential ratmen lurking around could keep her awake.

Only rather than the expected nightmares or mayhaps the blissful oblivion of dreamless night, her dreams were filled with the warm golden presence of a familiar being. Her Grandpa had reached out to her. His words filled her with much pride and happiness in ways that few things could. She truly considered him as her family and his opinions mattered a lot to her. His admittance of interfering to get a letter was something that only made her let out a knowing giggle. The words about the future change and how it would be both scary at times made her afraid, but as a whole as the dreams settled down with a scent of Jasmine and Spring water, she was finally allowed to rest. The first true rest she had since she left home and the last one she was going to have in a while…

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The following days when the Sheriff arrived were once more very hectic, which was expected all things considered. They did after all arrive in town for an investigation only to end in a fight to the death for the presumed survival of the townsfolk against wererats of all things and apparently undead rat abominations or something along those lines of those big ones were to be considered. The arrival of soldiers to bolster defenses and settle the order in Avonshire were a thing that Kosara approved off a lot though. People needed safety and in difference to Cavendish’s men these folks seemed serious about their job.

Their rewards came with probably less than ideal fanfare, well scratch that, for all the fatigue and general stress that Kosara was suffering in silence, she took to her journal with very much a lot of fanfare as she got a hold of the empty book and spun around with it in her arms a few times. The gold was also taken with a bit of an afterthought as she rushed to make the first page on her new journal. Old one was almost done, just a couple of pages left, she had to prepare the opening page of this one well in advance with neat writing and maybe a drawing.

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A visit to the Honey Barn was more or less mandatory for Kosara who wanted to check in on the women working there. Much to her relief, it was MOSTLY safe from damage even if some people might have been missing. The talks about performing there didn’t bore fruit though because of everything that transpired and Kosara not really being quite in the mental condition to perform, but she did bid everybody there good luck and best of health before departing with her utmost sincere apologies that she couldn’t perform. Luckily Madam Marcie didn’t press the issue for which Kosara was grateful.

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In the days following the fight as Kosara found herself a bit more settled down even if just as much stressed and she could swear there were things around always out of sight, but taunting her at the edge of her awareness or the way everything just felt… different, even herself. In any case she had eventually figured to take a stroll around Avonshire to get some shopping done for souvenirs and general goodies. She had the gold now and felt very right to buy some trinkets and general accessories. So she spend a day shopping before returning shortly before sunset, not wanting to be outside during night alone. By the time she had returned back to the others, her bag was now filled to the brim with all kinds of various things. Chief among them the nice set of tools for cooking so she could show the others some of the cooking from her home later. That had cost her a nice shiny gold coin, but all things considered she was pretty sure it was well worth the cost. With that there was also a bag of ball bearings. Now what a tiefling dancer might do with all the shiny balls you might ask? Well.. she wasn’t sure, but they were so many, and shiny and she figured she’d find them a purpose later. That was another gold coin spent.

Finally the last… well many last purchases were the all kinds of knick-knacks, jewelries and accessories for a total sum of around 10 gold coins that she got from around town in various stores and carts. Nothing like what dancers wore back home, but there were all kinds of shiny chains of various makes, bells and many more. Would make for good gifts back home.

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When they had finally departed down the road, Kosara had just stayed riding on the wagon, sitting in the back, holding her old journal, trying to write something at the final pages, that despite the rocking shouldn’t have turned out as jagged looking as it did. All the while since they left town, she felt like there were things hiding in the surroundings. A distant shadow here, a closer shadow there, some low noise that sometimes turned out to be a forest critter and others seemingly nothing. It was putting her on edge, stressing her out ever more.

Her head snapped to the side just as something… maybe… no maybe it was nothing. She grit her teeth and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself. Ever since the night that her grandpa had visited her dreams, she hadn’t had a proper rest. It was affecting her and it showed on her general looks too. Maybe the rest at the winery would do her a lot of good… or maybe she could get drunk. People back home always said alcohol solves most issues…

She felt a presence approach and her head snapped towards the source only to come face to face with Kathryn. The tiefling woman blinked at the warrior, taking a few tired moments to process that fact and nodded.” Hey Kathryn.” She greeted the woman back with a smile, putting the stress and everything aside, focusing on the moment and her friend.” Ohh?” She made a questioning sound as she shuffled over in curiosity.

She curiously picked the box from Kathryn, it looked nice. Inside the nice box was an equally nice ring. She blinked at it with a grin, her inner self really liking the shiny in front of her eyes. When she saw that Kathryn had a similar one though… She let a loud squeel of joy.” Friendship rings!” She exclaimed happily as she hurriedly put the thign on. Her sisters all had friendship rings from many people, but then again they got a lot of gifted jewelry all the time.” Thank you! My sisters have all kinds of frindship rings and now I have too! We are VERY GOOD friends indeed!”

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 13/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Town’s Square - > Municipal Building Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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All things considered for everybody’s well-being and luck Kosara’s loud nightly proclamations and calls for aid in combating fires turned out a veritable bounty of helpful people. Now if they were here to help or to confirm state of townly security was a whole other matter that Kosara wasn’t paying to mind especially since some people did indeed have the agency to begin arranging the fire fighting brigade. Good for em, protecting their own home from the possible fire menace! Granted they could have done wit ha bit of self agency on fighting eldrich horrors beyond mortal ken, but that was already over with( for now anyways).

With town’s continued existence on the map, barring a freak fire surge that overpowers the fire fighting efforts and the dampness that was everywhere, the party’s free reign to head to the Municipal building to investigate the nest of evil was given a go. Kosara had wanted to check it since the very first day, but other stuff always happened and then it wasn’t safe to venture out. Now she could see what was with that place! And see she did! Only… she kinda wished she could unsee it now. Place was a nightmare fuel and it showed where everybody who went missing ended up as. There were so many remains of people scattered about. It was a butcher place and a mad wizard’s experimentation lab in one. She grimaced, hiding her mouth and nose with a peace of her shirt, pulling it up in the process to filter at least some of whatever they were breathing here.

Sadly besides the remains of death, place was barren of life… No ratmen that she could see to stop them. It was a victory in the end, just not quite as conclusive one. They didn’t know what the plan was or who were the big players, Kosara’s mind entirely filtering out a certain voice encounter that send her into a near existential crisis cascade. That said, she wasn’t liking the ritualistic symbols here… Not that she knew what they were from the get go, but she just didn’t like it.

“ We need fire… A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOT OF FIRE...” She commented, looking around.” Also… anybody knows what the major religion in the area is and their temples? We need some more experts…?” She suggested, getting help with dealing with the aftermath on this and some divine intervention on cleansing this place might be incredibly well received especially from the locals. If there was one thing Kosara learned from the priestesses of Sune, it was that people liked them, she hoped it was the same for whichever local god or goddess.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 13/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Town’s Square Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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The suddenly overly happy tiefling looked at her half giant friend with big excitable eyes and joyous innocent, but confused expression and tilted her head.” What do you mean? What was so upsetting?” She innocently asked in confusion, seemingly unable to understand what Kathryn might well be referring to. After all, Cavendish had crumbled to dust as the finishing blow had struck him, they were all in victory celebration phase now. All should be good in this story worthy of a bard recounting it in taverns! Mayhaps the start of their own glorious epic that would take place over meriad of events and locales!

“Ohh right!” Kosara suddenly exclaimed in realization and bolted past Kathryn to the place where Cavendish’s meager remains laid, passing past V who had taken a shine to a rather nice knapsack it seemed. Ignoring the happenings around, Kosara was precision focused on a singular thing that had briefly came to mind as she recalled the constable. She used her sword to rummage around what was left of their adversary until the weapon moved the thing she was looking for which she quickly snatched off the remains and displayed to the others. It was Cavendish’s amulet.” It’s adorable! Also possibly evil, but still adorable! It's possibly evil or cursed, but it might summon that adorable little rat too! Maybe it's adorable evil rat, but point still stands, we should check it out later!” She proclaimed, showing it to the others. Kosara was NOT putting it on, even she wasn’t that stupid. Putting on suspicious pieces of jewelry that bore symbols related to were beasts and other magical schenanigans was a bad idea. For all everybody knew it was a medalion of a cult… or just e regular trinket… or magical trinket. Possibly CURSED magical trinket. So, no putting on the adorable medallion.

“Hmm, the fire? Ohh yes!” She nodded, realizing that the burning force of life and destruction would probably do bad things to the local town. Granted the wet trees weren’t burning all that well so it might just go out on it’s own before long, or it might just continue to burn until it leaves the park. Yes better get something to deal with it.” You are right, indeed.” The tiefling agreed and hopped and jumped over back to the square paved center by the fountain, looking at the people who had just survived the fight with them.” To everybody present and cage free, we need to start fighting the fire and be fire fighters!” Kosara proclaimed loudly, booming her voice with prestidigitation to make sure she was heard.” So, does anybody here have experience with fighting fires to help here with this?… How do we even put out burning pitch!? I can snuff out small flames with magic, but some of these are not small at all! Looking for help and ideas!” The loud tiefling requested, looking at the surrounding townies that had escaped the cages, completely and utterly ignoring a certain comment made and realized about the nature of the abominations they fought.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 13/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Town’s Square Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Twas done! Evil Cloverwish guy was defeated by the combined efforts of the party present and apparently finished off by the grand and mighty Marita and her demonic finishing words. After all the stupidity, evil plans and possibly endangering the entire town, he was laying on the ground, cursed blood pooling underneath his slack form. Kosara was a bit far to hear the wet sounds coming out of him, but she saw him and his final moments… and then something off happened as darkness and evil voices descended… or ascended or side stepped or just appeared. Who the hell knew, but in any case, Kosara looked around in alarm at the spooky voice that was now monologing.

At least evil monologues were revealing that this was Cavendish’s patron… Which put Kosara on alert and made her very very twitchy in her looking around in alert and then the screams started and Kosara’s already strained mind from her experiecnes earlier just went into full panic and preservation state, the white tiefling pressing her hands to her ear in desperate attempts to silence the throes of absolute torment that were happening to their recent enemy, but it wasn’t enough… She couldn’t suppress the screams, no, they tore into her psyche like a hot knife through butter, borderline snapping the cords of her mind in the process as she fell onto her knees and curled up, still trying to silence it all.

As the screams finally ended, Kosara’s poor mind was still reeling from the experience. The entity… the presence spoke to her and in that one crucial point where she’d just break… her mind realigned as it had done a number of times before. Terror and psychological trauma pushed down, hidden beneath the layers of her cheerful childish self, everything ignored as a means of her own mind to protect itself from remembering her traumas or facing things she wish not recall. And like that as the voice faded and the town was freed of it’s unknown weight and presence, the entity was entirely erased from Kosara’s mind, hidden down in with the rest of the worst trauma triggers from tonight. She blinked a few times, stood up in confusion and looked around.

Conclusions reached from what info her mind was piecing together again, she brightened up and cheerfully jumped up and down, her long white braid swinging around as she did, singing a funny tune.” VICTORY!” She proclaimed loudly, golden sword pointed upwards. Night might not have been over, but the current battle was!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03 HP: 13/ 21 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/A Location: Town’s Square (F16->G12) Action: Use Sacred Flame on Cavendish(6 Radiant Damage/ DC15 Dex) Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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To Kosara it appeared that by choosing to guard the right side of the cage and facing the unseen dangers of rats in trees armed with crossbows that for the record really really hurt and were rather pointy, she was missing on the action some, given the nature of the shouts and things being heard from the other side of the cage where the rest of the group was apparently tussling down with Cavendish… actually that might have been a wrong word for it, but Kosara cared not. She heard Daisy proclaim the bars finally giving way and it was quite right they did! People were already getting out of the cage so that was good, time to get back into the action.” Great!” She exclaimed as she spun on a heel and making her away nimbly between the flames and Daisy, barely noting the heat on her left side as she did so. To her quite right surprise she heard Kathryn exclaim that to quote ‘He’s down’ and ‘to get him’.

Now, Kosara was many things, but somebody who could ignore the comically suitable situation, the irony and the hilarity of it all was not one of them. She through the people and the distance saw Kathryn standing by and over a Cavendish that was wrapped in a net on the ground, the others moving over to him to give him a suitable kicking him while he was down retaliation for all the evils, stupidity and baseless accusation he was slinging around… also probably for being evil wererat that was apparently turning people in town into more wererats… One thing at a time, Kosara’s mind could process only so many focuses at once.” Ha!” She exclaimed in borderline unholy( or maybe holy) glee at the sight. She really wanted to be over there and give him a good kick or two between the legs as grandpa taught her, but she was away and there were more dangers and she chose to stay at the square just in case the civilians needed help here. Cavendish was a bit hard to hit with a Celestial blast right now, but Kosara had her ways.

“Sacred Flame!” She shouted as the golden radiant energies focused on her before rocketing into the air and descending down onto Cavendish’s prone form like a beam of radiant light.

@Sigil tagged!