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Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard(Coach House) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Ohh goodie!” Kosara quipped in happy manner when Kathryn confirmed her state of soberness. Indeed the glorious use of celestial magic was very good for dealing with things like hangovers and being drunk. Truly one of the lesser known uses of Lesser Restoration, but one she learned well. What with living at a place where people got drunk every day. It was nice and easy way to deal with drunks who were annoying without hurting anybody. Plus in theory if she got drunk she might undrunk herself too. Was that a proper saying? Or was it ‘sober up’? She couldn’t rightly remember. So many interesting sayings.” No worries, glad you are back. Drunk Kathryn’s not as nice as not drunk Kathryn.” She reassured her bigger friend as a friend very well should!

Apparently sober Kathryn tried to put her down though, something that Kosara didn’t agree with on principle so she wiggled and moved her way to going piggy back on Kathryn instead. She had gotten some skinship now, she wasn’t letting go of it quite yet. Kosara very much enjoyed skin contact and closeness with people.” If it does, I’m going to deal with it again! Lesser Restoration is great!”

With that it seemed that most of the excitement was settling down finally. It’s been a long day so everybody must have felt tired. Liz was heading to rest too. The dwarven craftsman had declared his request for materials namely urine, so he was heading off too. Now that everything was calming down, Kosara yawned, still on Kathryn’s back. She really didn’t want to get off now, but… She begrudgingly let go and hopped down on the floor.” Yeah, I’m feeling tired too.” She yawned again, rubbing her eyes a bit. She was almost tempted to go lie by the fireplace here, but the floor was not warm or soft, at least upstairs the floor would be wooden planks rather than stone, but she really wanted to be near one of the fireplaces that radiated the heat when she slept… or to have somebody to snuggle with for warmth. That was another way to keep warm she knew. People were generally quite warm.

“I just want my bed near one of the fire places… I want warmth!” She stated tiredly and looked to the door.” Let’s settle in for tonight...” She yawned again and looked at the others before tiredly moving her feet to they bring her away and to the exit. Sadly this place’s access to the second floor was external. That meant they had another moment of going out in the dark cold, but nothing that can be done about it short of just tossing her blanket on one of the tables and sleeping on a table, but she wanted to try the beds. Warm soft beds sounded pretty good right now.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard(Coach House) Action: Lesser Restoration. Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“EEEEP!” Kosara let out a sound of startled surprise when she was hoisted up like a sack of jolly potatoes by the decidedly bigger woman who had partaken in jolly alcohol consumption. Or as Gramps back home called it – get shitfaced drunk. She had no idea why they called it that, but it was what it was. It seemed Kathryn here was indeed very very drunk. That realization however gave way to the realization that Kathryn was jolly and was now spinning, probably due lacking coordination.” WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~” She let out a gleeful sound now as she was spun around. Ohh yes, Kosara very much had a lot of fun actually. These types of hijinks were her most favorite thing… What nobody else liked it when people spun them around??? Well she liked it since she could remember… that and moving fast and even spinning by herself. As parto f her dancing sometimes she spun a lot, but admittedly sometimes she noticed that if she spun too much too fast she’d get dizzy.

And then Kathryn began her drunken ramblings and knocking over tables and almost falling over with the tiefling on her shoulder and it was getting decidedly less fun. Kosara really didn’t want a drunken Kathryn falling on top of her or something. Then after all the random schenanigans, she was nearly dropped when her very very good friend exclaimed that maybe Robert was a wererat. Well when you put it in context like that it was a distinct possibility, the tiefling surmised. Just because somebody was making logical conclusion while drunk didn’t make them any less valid if confirmed and checking out. In this case it sounded quite possible.

That said she gave the dragonborn a glare when he suggested that Kathryn puts her down.’ Don’t you dare! I like it here!’ She mouthed out to him. Then Berry, was not quite as sneaky as that previous monk, but still very fancy monkish with his glowing arms when he summons them, managed to pry the drink out of Kathryn’s hand in some rather impressive display of sleight of hand coordination. Then Kosara thought about it and nodded, still hanging on Kathryn’s shoulder.” Yeah… drunk Kathryn’s not as nice or fun...” She concluded and reached over, placing a hand on the woman’s cheek.” Lesser Restoration!” The pale woman chanted with an innocent smile, celestial energies from her bond with her patron coming to life as sparkles of gold flashed and the spell took effect.” Soooooooo Kathryn, you sober yet? This usually sobers people right away! It’s great for dealing with hangovers before they even begin!”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard(Coach House) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Sounds really weird. I will have to ask Grandpa when I meet him later. He will know what to do in situations like these.” Kosara sagely stated, hearing the later explanation from Kathryn on how a noble ‘loses’ their name.” Hey it’s fine, I don’t have a family name I can use either! A name doesn’t make who you are!” She gave the huge woman a huge grin in reassuring happy voice. Seeing somewhat that it was not quite a happy topic for Kathryn. Besides a name is just a name, it shouldn’t dictate your life!

“Hmmmm… that sounds a bit more familiar to back home just way more convoluted I suppose.” The tiefling quipped, thinking really hard on the topic of multy people marriages. Honestly she wasn’t seeing what the big deal was, but then again she wasn’t married so maybe there was a context that she was missing. On the topic of bakery though...” That’s a great idea! And I want to see you bake!” The tielfing was once more excited. Apparently Kathryn could bake! She wondered if Kathryn could make good bread…. Or cookies. She had heard of cookies that were apparently something very nice… kind of like small hard but sweet tasking breads… Admittedly that had Kosara’s attention, b ut she was way too busy since she arrived north with her many aimless wanderings and adventures that she forgot.” Hmmm? Ohh yeah! Like you cannot eat or drink ALL cacti out there, but some are good. Make good refreshing drink once chilled too, gotta know the difference though. I hear the same being said about mushroooooms. But yeah there are some that aren’t good for your health and there are some that make you really… ahm… how do I explain this… last time I drank some of that I was seeing dancing pink crocodiles while a quartet of golden snakes were playing music in the background.” She got banned from sampling those drinks afterwards for some reason.

“You can wrap the blades in leather tightly. That should protect you for the most part, though it still hurts to get hit.” The tiefling added her two coppers to the training discussions.”And maybe I can help too! I’m no warrior like Kathryn, but I’m fairly handy with a curved blade… and daggers.” She then looked at Berry who was saying that they should mind their drinking and eating and looking at Kathryn when talking about warriors.” To be fair, all the adventurers and warriors who passed by the caravan stop back home were drinking heavily. Gramps were happy cause they left a lot of gold behind to pay for all their food and drinks and occasional damages and other expenses.”

Moving the topic to V, she listened in rapt attention and took in the sights of V’s cousin apparently.” Ohh… pretty. My sister Asenath would certainly have liked him. Im fairly certain she's looking for a husband too though.” Kosara quipped, looking at the bard again.” So how many sisters do you have, V?” Now that was a curious topic for the pale tiefling cause she herself had a lot of sisters even if not by blood relation and the way V said it, sounded like she’s got a few at the very least. Now on the topic of knowledge, the tiefling was indeed in awe and her expression showed it. Bards were apparently very amazing!

“Ehh not really quite the same. Camels are quite interesting though, have a lot more personality than quite a few of the horses I’ve seen. Ohh yeah, traveling the desert without knowing the land is a huge mistake. You could easily get lost in the endless dunes until the sun or the lack of water does you in, if the critters don’t get you first. The deep desert is also a treacherous place where even your senses can betray you to stray off the paths as the mind starts playing tricks on you because of the powerful sun and heat. Most people who travel the deserts do so along very well known routes that have been used for generations, following the known water spots and that usually requires guides or to join a caravan. It can be very very dangerous, but it’s also has a beauty in it’s own way. During the day at noon, as you stand along the sands it’s like an endless sea of gold.” When Lizbeth asked about the camels and taking the water out, Kosara raised an eyebrow.” Not that I know of…. It’s a lot of fat in the humps, pretty sure there’s no pure water in the body, but you could bleed an animal and drink the blood if the need’s great enough.”

The teifling grinned at Lizbeth’s ambitions to be an adventurer and training during the winter.” Hear, hear! That’s a good plan! I can also teach you to dance! It keeps the body in good well sculpted shape and trains flexibility and dexterity! Can probably also see if I can’t reach Grandpa if you want him to teach you magic!” She grinned.

Then the door opened, Berry fell down and a dwarf walked in. Kosara blinked once, blinked twice and looked down at Berry.” Need help?” She asked with a smile, reaching a hand to help him stand up if he wanted and then looked at the dwarf!

“Hello! Nice to meet you, I’m Kosara!” She introduced herself in traditional Kosara loud fashion. She listened to the proposition and nodded along.” I’m good for such an deal, there’s way too much meat already and I have no idea how to process the chitin! I could certainly use some chitin styled dancing garments. Exotic costumes are a good thing to have for performers! Also maybe a headdress with a segmented cover for my braid to make it appear as a scorpion stinger almost! My sisters would be so jealous!” She grinned suddenly she halted and looked at the dwarven craftsman.” Can an Ankheg head chitin plate thing be turned into a shield?!” Kosara asked, eyes looking at him with anticipation.” I Will drink on it!” She cheerfully confirmed, looking at V and Berry in alternation waiting for their responses.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard(Coach House) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Amazing!” Was Kosara’s reaction to V’s impressive display of wine knowledge as she was deducing the contents of the bottle. For the pale tiefling, such displays weren’t really something she had experienced before. Sure they had wine at the Caravan stop, but nobody was doing impressive displays like V and she certainly didn’t know there were THAT many things to know about wine. All that the white haired woman knew about it was that it was rather tasty, had alcohol, went with meats and was apparently useful for dealing with certain substances in the adventuring business as some traveling adventurers when she was young who only drank the wine repeatedly told her it saved their lives. Mind you, she didn’t know HOW it saved their lives, but apparently wine was very important aspect of adventuring. And apparently of appreciators in the north.” You can tell all that just from tasting it? How!?” She asked in obvious awe at the purple clad bard. Who in Kosara’s opinion was rather fabulous.

She turned to Kathryn and blinked at her before looking back at V, pondering the possibility that maybe V was actually a noble lady in disguise who similarly to Kathryn had reasons to not be at her noble mansion. Maybe there was a story there worthy of a dramatic stage performance that had a romantic plot, tragedy, plot twists and some very pretty dresses? Now it had to be mentioned, Kosara had NOT actually seen any dramatic stage performances… only traveling troupes that stopped by the Caravan stop and those didn’t count. Mostly cause it was mainly things to entertain the masses with, more acrobats and the like, but they too were very entertaining! Like that one woman who swallowed swords! Or the long bearded old man who somehow put his beard on fire without it burning out! Or the guys dancing on embers! She always did wonder what became of those guys after they left the caravan stop.

Kosara then listened very intently at Kathryn’s retelling of the reasons behind the failed ‘crush’. She had a curious and focused expression. She did! When The warrior woman finished her retelling, Kosara nodded sagely in understanding.” I see.” She muttered and then looked at Kathryn with her big white eyes.” What does losing your name to obscurity mean? Your name is your name, how do you lose your name? Does somebody like removes your memory…?” She then asked in confusion. Alright, maybe she wasn’t as understanding as her initial reaction showed. The concepts of nobility outside her home and everything was already new to her, not like she could actually understand the intricacy of the rather convoluted plots and schemes of the foreign nobility right away.” So to put it short: you couldn’t like another woman until you had a child with a man first? So weird… and I thought noble folk from my homelands were weird.” She concluded.” Well you are an adventurer now, the most noble vocation, you get to travel, help people along the way, find treasure, meet new friends and write legends!” She exclaimed in a very cheerful and reassuring manner.

She turned to Berry who tried to tell her that the topic wasn’t proper for a table.” Why though? All that patrons back home at their tables were talking about bedroom topics all the time! So it means it should be perfectly normal topic for a dinner table!” The tiefling objected with her winning argument because of course whatever drunk and roudy adventurers were talking about during their evening escapeds in a tavern was obviously perfectly normal behavior. Well… if you were raised in said taverns or equivalents to taverns… it was normal for you.

When even Liz asked what a camel is, Kosara looked at everybody in confusion.” You really haven’t seen camels? They are everywhere back home, more so than horses. Horses are usually for the most rich or those who don’t need to venture far from the water spots. Let me show you, I've got a few pictures drawn.” She quipped and rummaged through her bag, carefully pulling out her first journal and opening it on one of the first pages, showing them a roughly drawn picture of a camel. It wasn’t perfect, but it showed it well enough.” It’s like a horse for the desert. They have these humps on their backs and they can go a long time without water so they are good when traveling the sands. They also can eat cacti! Without removing the pointy bits! This is a cactus!” She showed another drawing, this time for a cactus.” They have nice water inside them, taste rather good, well some of them do, and they have all this spikes on them. Anyhow, I traveled the desert on a camel to reach the port city where I took a ship to arrive in these lands. Camels are fun!”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Rose River Vineyard(Coach House) Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Wow! This place's huge! Like it feels bigger than the entire oasis back home!” Kosara exclaimed on the way o the Coach House. It had to be said, the white excitable tiefling was quite well shocked by the Vineyard of the L'Roses. Aside the towns they've been at, it seemed like this place was a village of it's own right or at least it felt like one. Back south she very rarely visited such places, well she had been to one huge estate or manor or whatever they wanted to call it. A nobleman had hired a bunch of dancers from all over for some grand celebration and she had went with her sisters. They had fun, danced a lot, got paid and got good food. All in all? GOOD TIMES! Though she did get forbidden from going to similar job visits afterwards from both Gramps and Grandpa Horny. A thing she never quite understood the reasons for.

She wasn't going to look at Cecily and Liz differently though. They were the same nice people who the party met on the way and helped as much as they were able to anyways.” Ohh that does look like a tavern!” She quipped in agreement when Cecily introduced their temporary place of residence. It was a nice building with walled yard that gave reasonable feeling of security and homey-ness.” I like it!” Kosara proclaimed finally her opinion of their future residence.

“I have no problem with Liz staying with us! More the merrier!” The tiefling exclaimed when the topic was brought up and gave the girl a huge grin, before suddenly she remembered something and almost jumped in place as she began rummaging through her now rather full travel bag.” Wait, I got gifts for everybody! Here this one is for you, Liz.” She handed the girl one of the flower engraved bracelets from Southmoor.” And this if for you, Cecily.” She moved over to the older woman with the bracelet's twin. Then she hopped over to Kathryn to give the Hammer shaped necklace with the interesting designs.” This one's for Kathryn ahh and this one is for you V!” She went to hand the bird motive bracelet to the bard before she grinned at Berry.” And of course I got one for you too! Here!” She grinned and handed him the necklace that had all the fishes engraved with their lil scales on it. Was that one especially male fitting? Not really, but good luck explaining to her the concept of gender appropriate decorations. She was after all, raised by a giant golden dragon horse and a caravan stop with all the people there.

Following Liz inside where the girl began plating food. The white haired tiefling was grinning widely and she looked at Kathryn who began trying to have a nice friendly chatter.” MMmm?” She made herself comfortable near Kathryn, listening to her past crush with big expecting eyes and a grin.” Ohh, so you had a crush a girl?” She asked from beside the tall warrior woman when she finished her story.” Having a crush, that's like really liking somebody, right? Like liking them enough for kissing? That's nice, my sisters had a lot of crushes on them then. I wasn't allowed to have crushes on and do that thing they do at the bedrooms that adults do. Everybody said they were wrestling back when I was young, I know better now though. They are just imitating what the camels do! Did they forbid that relationship because you were too young for the bedroom thing?” She asked Kathryn with tilted head and very curious expression of expectation.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: N/a Location: Road to Southmoor -> Southmoor Action: N/a Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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The journey following their ankheg escapades was a pretty calm one all things considered, a huge pile of bug meat being brought along for the ride not withstanding. Though saying goodbye to the Mosswaters got Kosara all emotional with lots of arm waving. All in all? It was a fine adventuring day! Almost made her forget the paranoid little niggling feeling at the corner of her senses that everything and everybody could be out to get you for one reason or another. Maybe it was just the way the various pebbles or sticks crackled whenever somebody stepped on something on the road? Or maybe it was the groaning of the wagon’s wheels as they moved that reminded her of some vast beast waiting to jump you when you are least aware. Yeah… paranoia was the name of the game. Well it should be, for some reason after having the chance to fight it off with the bugs for the time being at least she felt better.

By the time they reached the town of Southmoor, Kosara had mostly cleaned herself of bug goo. She was no longer covered in it at least. She was though looking forward to a chance to get a proper bath to wash it all off, especially out of her hair. Who knew if it was good for the skin or hair anyways. Everybody seemed to have things they wanted to buy in town.

“It is rather pretty in it’s own way.” Kosara agreed with the general opinion that Southmoor looked like a good settlement.” I will go buy a few things!” She called out and jumped off the wagon with nary a care in the world and dashed merrily off down one way of what she presumed was a main street. Or maybe a street leading to a main street? She moved on her own tune and her tune told her to buy spices for food. She needed to prove the true nature of a sandwich to Kathryn and for that she required spices of varying kind… That or she just wanted to prepare some interesting food, but getting the victory to the Sandwich debate would be a nice thing to happen.

Hurrying down marketstalls that are about to close and stores that were rather annoyed that she was getting there that late, Kosara was merrily ignoring any negative opinions that might arise, hurriedly picking thing things left right and center. After having decided on her budget more or less, she was quickly filling her bag with varying spices. By the end of her rushed shopping spree, she had spend 5 gold coins on the varying spices. Rosemary, basil, marjoram, tarragon, herb mixtures, thyme and bayleaves, mint and dried red peppers that had been ground to some extra spicy powder. Ohh her family would have loved that last one. In addition to the varying spices she had also grabbed some smokeleaf. Nothing too special, but looked of decent enough quality. She supposed anyways. Was never an expert on smokeleaves and had only ever smoked them with a nargile and she wasn’t sure these ones could be used with one, nor she had a nargile on hand. Didn’t mean she couldn’t try making one. In any case, she figured she could use it for something or other.

The last thing she grabbed for another 2 gold, were a bunch of random trinkets that caught her fancy as gifts for everybody. It wasn’t anything overly special. No golds or precious stones, but it was all different kinds of hand crafted bracelets, necklaces or rings. Mostly wooden carvings, but some nice thread weaves too. She had bought something for everybody in her party and for the L’Roses. A pretty wodden carved hammer necklace with interesting designs and woven thread for Kathryn, A bracelet with carvings of birds and animals for V. A necklace decorated with carved fishies for Berry and a pair of bracelets with floral rose motives for the L’Roses. All in all, a good haul, so now Kosara was skipping back in search of the wagons, her bags heavier with spices and trinkets!!! A good adventuring day indeed!

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: covered in bug goop Location: Wheat field(literal) of battle Action: Prestidigitation Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Kosara’s merry experimentation based butchering attempt on unfamiliar species of giant bugs was interrupted briefly when Lizbet came with a bottle of wine.” Ohh thank you!” She grinned widely and cast a brief Prestidigitation to set it for the idea drinking temperature before returning to her butchering now energized and with the taste of ankheg goop out of her mouth after wrinsing it a few times with the watered down alcohol and spitting it. Now that her mouth wasn’t covered with the stuff, she could also taste the drink properly. It was nice, reminded her of some of the stuff they would serve back home in the Caravan Stop. It would certainly go well with some types of cheese and meats.

‘Mhhhmmm… yes.’ She wistfully imagined it, being back home with everybody. Having fun, dancing with her sisters, listening to tales of adventure from patrons. In the end she shook her head and scattered those thoughts. She was on her own adventure right now.’ And I need to butcher this thing up for food! Survival and all that!’ So she resumed her merry undertaking.

Well she would have resumed it, but she was interrupted by a loud shout of indignation or maybe it was affront to her attempts.” No idea!” Kosara cheerfully replied, looking at Mr. Mosswater, dagger raised on one hand while the other held onto one of the chitin plates.” We didn’t hunt things like these back home… Honestly not sure we had them, we used to hunt scorpions, but their chitin arrangement is entirely different.”

“Teach me your butchering ways!” Kosara exclaimed when the man began explaining to her how to get better yield from the ankheg and to get the best parts of the meat. Yep, this was turning into one of the better days on her adventures as she listened to his lessons and ankheg preparation and how to grab the tasty bits.” You know, you remind me of my Gramps back home, the one that looked after us in the Caravan Stop. He also seemed to know how to prepare every critter that lived back home.” The gruff angry man was not something that cheery Kosara had an issue with surprisingly enough. Sure he was angry and gruff, but he was helping so the tiefling figured he was like that most of the time anyways. Gramps, not to be confused with Grandpa Horny, was a gruff aging man with arms probably as big if not bigger than Kathryn and with a gruff demeanor, but he also took great care off all the people who lived in the Caravan Stop he owned. This guy at least seemed somewhat similar.

Something else caught her attention on the side, Kathryn who was agreeing to help Lizbet with training with a weapon.” Don’t do it unsupervised and used properly sized weapon!” The tiefling chimed in her two coppers.” I mean, I tried playing with dual swords when I was a kid and nobody was looking, ended up cutting off my tail! Better be safe than sorry!”

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: covered in bug goop Location: Wheat field(literal) of battle Action: Survival(17) Butchering Ankhegs Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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“Not that I know of.” Kosara replied to V’s inquiry about the nature of the sudden fear in the ankheg.” I mean, it’s a bit loose of a memory, but it picked me up on the go heading to the road then suddenly just went into panic, dropped me and moved away. It wasn’t me.” She confirmed again, still focusing on her chop chopping into the giant bug. Her attempts were surprisingly decent actually. The white tiefling that was covered in ankheg goop was happily pulling bits off it. It wasn’t that different from working with smaller bugs all things considered.” NO, it wasn’t me. Also it got feared while it was munching on me with it’s mandibles when it picked me on the go! I got on top after it was feared.” She repeated to everybody’s assurance it was her. Why was everybody so keen to think she did it!? Something was out there!

“Maybe…” Was Kosara reply to Berry’s assurance. There was going to be a certain degree of vigilance to the tiefling’s mind. Well she had it since everything went down in Avonshire. People could call it paranoia, but as what just happened proved, it’s not paranoia if they are out to get you. Giant bugs apparently out of season was very suspicious. She knew how unpleasant the cold was personally. So different and uncomfortable when compared to the constant warmth of the desert. Bugs weren’t going to like it true and now there was an unseen force capable of inciting such overpowering fear in said giant bugs? Yeah something was weird here and she had no idea what.

Paying attention to Kathryn on the side while pulling bits of chitin from the bug and securing the tasty goodness( and gooyness) inside, she blinked now having the name of their meal – Ankhegs. Sounded weird, but thatwas bugs in brief.” It should be edible! Doesn’t appear that different form what I’ve seen back home in the south. We usually hunted smaller critters though. Also if a scorpion’s edible, this should be too!” She quipped chiming in to Kathryn. That said...” This is going to be a loooooot of meat and chitin.” She finally quipped after chopping for a bit and realizing exactly how much they would be able to pull from this if given an hour or two. It would be… at least 250 maybe closer to 270 lbs of ankheg meat.

“Anyone have tarps or blankets or something to bundle the meat up with?” Kosara called out suddenly having realized an issue. The chitin was fine, but the meat wouldn’t be.” We can probably make do by bundling some up in cloaks or bedrolls for the time being and later clean them?” All things considered this was going to be step one of the problem that concerned the ankheg meat goodness. Transport being first… processing being second. They were going to have to process fast and she had… ideas.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: covered in bug goop Location: Wheat field(literal) of battle Action: Investigation-FAILL!! Bonus Action: N/a Reaction: N/a

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Battle, death, glory… heroism(?)… and riding giant bugs! Kosara’s rather fun and wild time at wrangling critters was pulled a bit short when her unwilling mount was put into the unfortunate mercies of the rest of her party. The crunches of shattered chitin was like music to hear ears especially after it earned her original ire at the onset of hostilities. All things considered though as (totally not a giant) Kathryn delivered her finishing blows, the sheer impact and the reaction from the Ankheg caused the pale tiefling to loose her footing as she slipped on it’s chitin. She tumbled off it’s carcass as it fell down, falling right next to it with a strong almost childish yelp, followed by the distinct splatting sound of the goop that went everywhere including on top of the white tiefling, covering her in bug guts and very neatly pulling her out of her rather wild case of barbarian rage that had overtaken her a while back. She blinked as she pulled herself up from the puddle of bug goop(blood?) on the ground and wiped her face and mostly her eyes off the stuff.

She then burst out in happy melodous almost childish giggle that quickly descended into a laughter as she swung her arms around, sending bits of monster goop everywhere.” TADADATAAA VICTORY!” She proclaimed striking a pose. She was grinning almost from ear to ear.” Also… DINNER SECURED!” She proclaimed and pointed at the ankhegs.” Quick, we gotta collect parts of them. I’m sure they will taste great once prepared right! They appear almost the same as the scorpions we cook back home and those are great!” She very seriously stated and point at the ankheg. She then proceeded to try to pry bits of the chitin to reveal the underneaths and see if there’s better part to cut off, but midpoint to doing so, her head snapped up to the wagons, studying something for a moment.(investigation)

“Anybody saw what scared this thing from approaching the wagons? It had barely gotten to the fence when it got terrified and doubled back down.” She innocently asked, before resuming her chop choping at the ankheg.” Also… anyone know which are the best parts of this things to cook? You live around these parts right? You probably know it better than me cause despite the meat looking similar to a scorpion it’s not shaped the same…” And she gleefully resumed her attempts to pry the meat out of the chitin. They ahd 3 samples to pick from, she could use this one to study it, she supposed... unless the others decided to help her.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kosara Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01 HP: 30/ 34 Armor Class: 12(15 Mage Armor) Conditions: RAAAAAAAGE Location: Wheat field(literal) of battle, M10->M12 Action: Grapple(athletics) -SUCCESS! Bonus Action: Healing Light Reaction: N/a

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The angry little tiefling’s charge was interrupted by the very big and hungry bug as it scooped her up with it’s mandibles in clear intent to get a snack on her while it was moving on to the carriage. Maybe it wanted the horses? Not that she cared much for it as the mandibles snapped up at her sides as she was brought along for the ride, it’s sharp implements of munching digging into her taught flesh, the mage armor flashing as it struggled to resist the damage also. Primal beastial anger bubbled up in her as her muscles flexed and pulled as she struggled against it’s grip, being surprisingly effective in mitigating a lot of the possible harm the thing could have inflected her. The only real thing that did well even if not much was the acid it was dripping everywere though she lucked out of most of that.

Her mind kept bare minimum attention to the events outside of her own fight though by instinct she did note enemy position and friendlies positions and of course the fact the beast got afraid when it went to the carriage even if she wasn’t in the state of mind to act on it right now. Maybe when her current target to overcome was dealt with? Or maybe it was going to be when she snaps out of her rage… One could never be certain especially about something she stopped focusing about just as fast as she had noted it.

Suddenly it more or less dropped her and even her rageful mind picked up on it’s sudden display of fear. Maybe it was because she was in primal and almost beastial rage that she realize what was happening and acted on it within a moment on pure instinct.”DAAAAAAAAAANARTH!” She roared and pounced from her posture in an almost beast like fashion, her lithe pale form seemingly propelling itself as the beast and then she went vertical instead.

In a instinctual rapid flurry of motion as her pale body moved over the frightened beast, it tried to react to her antics, but she was faster and surprisingly more effective as it’s attempted failed at tossing her off until the pale woman finally found herself up on top of the beast.”AAAAAARAH!” She roared now on top of the distinctly bigger creature, standing on top of it’s nominal head, holding herself there with one hand and roaring and hissing like a beast herself, eyes bloodshot, the reed bleeding into the usual snow white.”HEEERRRRRRRRRRRAAAAGAAAAAAAAAH!” She let out a final roar of victory at her apparently success because yes she had gotten up there… for some reason.

Though even in her barbaric rage that had consumed her unstable mind she did one thing that for the initiated would have been a clear sign it was still Kosara. While roaring in victory she raised her hand holding the dagger up and above aimed at the skies while she appeared like she was almost riding the ankheg… because… riding a great beast was heroic… probably. Especially since all the while that was happening, the golden sparkles of her celestial magics were covering her injuries rapidly making many of the grotesque injuries on her sides vanish.

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