Shoe Thief

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Hayloft --> Avonshire streets --> bed and breakfast Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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The conversation between Robert and the constable concerned Kathryn. The man clearly didn't like the party, but him talking to the other man who seemed... indifferent to the side of untrusting was concerning. Though from what Marita explained they were still in the clear. Kathryn was glad she kept the focus on the goblins rather than getting into more details about the real investigation. "We'll make sure the two are safe. See what you can figure out from Rickard. Maybe he has a missing piece to our little puzzle." He was a fresh perspective, so maybe he could take some of what they knew and get something out of it. And maybe vice versa? Victoria was able to give herself and Kosara the location of the L'Roses so it wouldn't take long to find them. That would help a ton as the two of them went to check. Kathryn gave her a wave as she left. "Thank you Victoria!" The party would be split for a time, but they had two important goals to follow up on now, with a plan to meet up after some time passes. "If the other doesn't show up within a half hour of noon, the others should go looking for them under the assumption they need help." If that help was combat, or some kind of injury, having a backup plan was a good idea. "We may check out the Silver Smith and see what's up at that place once we make sure the L'Roses are safe." She figured adding their followup location wouldn't hurt. If things turned out fine then getting some more done while they were out wouldn't hurt.

It was a relief to hear that she didn't look as big as the drunk version of herself told her she was. Watching her put together the miscommunication was cute in a way as she pieced together piece by piece. "Yeah hate to say it Kosara. Bitch is used derogatorily pretty regularly if you're with the right crowd. Someone even called me a bitch once." Kathryn said in an amused tone. Most people didn't call her too many names to her face. Standing almost 7 foot tall and always wearing heavy armor while being very well armed seemed to let most drunkards realize that maybe this specific situation is not worth escalating. Kathryn walked with Kosara enjoying (nearly) every moment of their walk. "Take it easy on poor Rickard, he seems like a nice lad who is just be trying to do the right thing." Kathryn did pick up on some of the stares and comments from people as they walked. It reminded her of the justifications used against her and her family when they were wiped out. "Monsters" "Demons" "Devil spawns". They weren't happy memories. When she looked to her king to to avenge the massacre, not only were those responsible pardoned, they were praised and her own family name shunned. With the odd looks from the locals Kathryn pulled up the armor on her neck into position and put her helmet on. She noticed people didn't bat an eye nearly as harshly to a tall knight in shining armor, at least compared to the insanely tall woman. But even looking through her helmet she could see a chip where she was struck in the face, and rust where the light could reach. Her set didn't have a long life left to it. "Let's hurry up. I don't like this part of town." It was people like these her family used to interact with on a regular basis. And the same people who gave into the horrid rumors about her family once she had nothing.

Finding the place was tricky, she wondered if maybe there was an easier way to find it? She wondered if maybe half the town was designed by the same damn person who really loved their green roofs. Maybe using it as their way to stand out in the building designing community? Either way, it made finding the building hard until they arrived at a sign that said 'Bed and Breakfast'. "Looks good. Guess we could pound on the door until we get a response? Leave if it turns out to not be the place?" And if she suspected the L'Roses were in danger she was confident they could figure something out in the moment. Kathryn walked up covered in head to toe in her heavy worn and rusted armor and gave the door a solid three poundings with her fist to be answered by a short and stout woman who seemed determined to chase them off before the two could get a word in. Thankfully Cecily called out to let them in. Already the day was going well hearing her voice. Kathryn got a chance to see Lizbeth too, and returned her friendly wave. After being let in Kathryn bent over to fit into the doorway, only for her helmet to collide with the doorway, again. "Ow, son of a fuck bucket..." She stepped in taking off her helmet, then realizing her tone was likely not lady like, nor appropriate for children. "My apologizes." She said to the woman, likely the owner, and to the party of guests at the table.

Kathryn eyed the food on the table for a moment, remembering skipping dinner last night, and skipping breakfast this morning. Both under the assumption she had gained visible weight from beer and bacon. Knowing that wasn't the case now she was tempted to ask to have some of the breakfast, though held off attempting to show restraint after her failed attempt to do so just now. "Cecily, Lizbeth, how are you two doing? We wanted to stop in and check on you. Make sure you both were okay." She wanted to ask more detailed questions. If they felt they were being watched, followed, if anything weird happened. But after hearing about the Constable and Roberts from the morning she really didn't want to chance rumors spreading more then they already were.

Kathryn took a moment to look around the establishment. It reminded her of home a bit. The room had a comparable feeling to that of her family's keep. At least on the inside. She had seen the inside of other castles and keeps, and most she saw were designed with military fortifications and political organization in mind while the family rooms were kept as far out of the way as possible. Which in a smaller keep was harder to pull off. Many times forcing family and government rooms to coexist. Her home did a good job of it, and even when her father worked it felt like a home environment just having company over for dinner. Today pulled a lot of memories for Kathryn already. In this case it was a nice reminder, and she got to enjoy the memories this time.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Hayloft Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Marita had woken up the party bit by bit after a long night of watches and mild paranoia. While getting up still wrapped in every single bit of sleeping equipment the tall woman owned she noticed Victoria going through some of Hugh's supplies. She offered to return them upon his return, but she wondered a bit about that. Kathryn also debated about picking up a bow so she had some kind of ranged option to herself, but decided against it for the moment. She had her hand axes which hit rather hard and could double in melee in a pinch. Though she may consider a longbow at some point in her time. Soon enough, the bard would be making her way to the public house for food, Kathryn stopping to grab her attention first. "Victoria? Can I get another one of those privacy screens? They're a little more effective than hay...." Thankfully, she was more then willing to help the poor sleeping bag covered woman. While wrapped she almost looked like a burrito wrap with legs and a head, but with Victoria's cover she was able to spend the morning cleaning up as best as she could while lacking supplies for it, and change into her rusting and worn armor. Once the job was done, she'd be able to replace her worn makeshift set for something in better condition. "Thank you!" She spoke to the bard before she left, she was glad to have such a helpful team member who didn't ask for anything in return for all of these favors.

Kathryn gave a morning wave to Kosara as the party got ready. Upon her question of how she slept? She gave a glance to Morty contemplating her answer. "I slept well enough." Not breaking eye contact with the walking bacon that almost scared her to death the night before. It seemed their tiefling friend was also going to head to the public house for a good morning meal, a meal Kathryn was debating skipping. Remembering how the night before went, and how she came to the conclusion Kosara assumed she was pregnant from just how big she had gotten, Kathryn decided maybe she could afford to miss breakfast. At that thought, her stomach reminded her that was a bad idea, and would make her suffer if she ever thought of such heresy ever again. As her stomach reminded her, there is no meal more important then breakfast. But she was still hesitant. "My watch had little of note. Just walked around in my beddings, checking the perimeter, Morty... keeping me company." The night before had she been armed, she would have been prepared to fight the undead pig. But while spooked the night before, she was at the bacon's mercy. "But uh... nothing of note otherwise." Ready to take on the day she grabbed the last of her gear, and made her way for the door.

When stopped by Kosara about the night before, Kathryn's mouth went agape. "So... you're saying... it was a miscommunication? Not that I was... Big? Fat?" The relief that came across Kathryn was massive, though she wasn't as worried as many about her own figure, she still didn't like negative attention. And being assumed pregnant when she wasn't kicked her self esteem pretty hard. "No no no... Not pregnant, just new friends is all there. Like... You and I would be mates, but not... mate mates. Friend mates. Not... putting babies in each other's bellies mates. I haven't had anyone even close to that since I was little, and those were just marriage talks." Kathryn said trying to contain her excited laughter as the whole situation caught up to her mind. "Go easy on the poor lad. He's just trying ta do the right thing." Kathryn gave Kosara a rub on her head before making her way out the doors.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Hayloft Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Victoria brought up a concerning point that Kathryn had overlooked, those who had returned. Though they lacked a proper list of those individuals. "We shouldn't need to find all of them, just a couple so we can get an idea of what's going on. Hell, maybe even ask them what happened and fact check them as best we can?" Sure it wasn't a detailed plan, but it was maybe something the party could spit ball with a little bit. Victoria had offered to do a share of the watch though, which seemed helpful until it seemed she meant her pet, the emergency snack. Though useful to have another set of eyes, Kathryn was hoping one who could talk, or reply to comments or questions. "Um... yeah... have a good rest..." Kathryn spoke as if trying to process everything still. Kosara taking first watch and Marita taking last watch meant Kathryn would still get a decent enough night of sleep taking second watch.

With a minor illusion cast from Victoria Kathryn was able to change into something to sleep in, though the illusion wasn't able to cover as much as she would have liked it did more then she likely could have done with hay bales. The casuals that sit under her armor, and wrapped up in her bedroll as if she was a walking burrito with nothing but her arm hanging out to carry her armor, all stacked together like a nice puzzle. From there, she went off to find a comfortable spot to sleep while Kosara kept watch. With that in mind, Kathryn once she found a spot to lay down did so with her armor to her back, and her shield over her body.

Once she was still the alcohol had caught up the now unarmored half giant, and she was out like a lantern that had run out of fuel. She was certain she dreamed, but not for long enough to remember anything. She was woken up by Kosara for her own watch in what seemed like moments, but she was rested. Once Kosara went off to her own bedroll Kathryn stood still wrapped in her own bedroll putting her helmet on, and leaving her shield wrapped against her back. Though she was sheltered, she felt unsafe outside of her armor, but she knew with some poor luck if she tried to get into it now she'd either wake up the rest of the party or be too tired to take it off once her watch was over. Kathryn sat by the brazier watching it as the flames reflected off her helmet. Though the night was quiet, this place was no fortress. Though she was among allies, she hardly knew these people. Though she trusted them to have her back in a fight, she had little understanding of their long term motives.

She shook her thoughts away from the direction they tried to steer her. She had no reason to suspect anyone here would ever turn on her. She had plenty of reason to suspect those who wronged her would. Tossing more fuel onto the fire the hayloft lit up briefly, illuminating a set of eyes and something metallic at hand. Kathryn fell back in surprise reaching for her hand axe, no longer present on her side. She calmed quickly once getting a focused look on Morty, and the bell sitting in his mouth. "...mother fucker..." Kathryn spoke under her breath. In her moment of tired laps of judgment, she had forgotten about her own watch partner. She stood up looking at the pig, dead still. Realizing she may not have been as aware of her surroundings as she needed to be, she took a moment to walk quietly around the lower floor of the hayloft. Shy of herself, nothing seemed to move. She got one more look at the undead pig. Though on her side, in her tired state the first thought that came to mind was a fun fact Ser Lucas told her growing up, how pigs will eat literally anything. She wondered briefly if the undead pig thought of the party the way she thinks of bacon like in some fucked up circle of life. It did remind her though that next time she takes watch, she should be armed. Had those eyes not belonged to Morty she would have nothing but her shield at hand to protect herself.

It wasn't long until Marita signaled that it was time for Kathryn to get some more rest. Kathryn took off her helmet and gave the holy woman a nod of acknowledgement, and a bit of thanks. She spooked herself early in her watch and it effected her mood the rest of her time awake. Though it took longer to get back to sleep, she was glad to be resting again. Nothing to help fix an uneasy mood like a nice comfortable sleep with a nice solid wooden an steel shield to act as a second blanket.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Hayloft Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn listened as Victoria explained about her evening. The more the half talked the more Kathryn found herself concerned. Though the part of wine seemed nice, Kathryn was done drinking until the job was over. What got her attention was still no sign on Hugh, and then there was Victoria's feeling of being watched. Combined with Cecily and Lizbeth staying in a place near the suspicious silver smith. It was all too many coincidences. It made Kathryn uneasy. "Do you think Cecily and Lizbeth had that same feeling leaving?" Kathryn wondered if they could also be targets. "Between Victoria having the feeling and something being off about the Silver Smith's building it has to be something to consider. I think we need to check on the two as soon as possible, and figure out what's goin' on with that storefront. Something strange none the less."

Kosara brought up the idea that maybe the correlation isn't between those taken, but rather the one doing the kidnapping has a specific reason unrelated to those they take, but that idea got immediately pulled with the idea that the stalking feeling likely wouldn't have stuck as hard. "I haven't noticed any such strange person, but I can keep an eye out and see if I notice them from here." More weird things going on with no explanations. What a strange mission this is turning out to be. The municipal building is still something to keep note of but at this time, maybe not high on their priority list. She wondered if their good friend Constable Cavendish knew more then he was letting on. He seemed to actively work against the Sheriff, and it seemed like including him now could only hinder the party. Even if he didn't know something he was a liability. So was Robert from the public house too. Both people who may know more, but wont fork over the information easily.

Marita proposed setting watches, Kathryn figured that was as good idea as any. Between something odd going on in town, and Victoria concerned with being watched, and the fact that they weren't in the most secure of places, she figured a watch was perfect. "I'll take whichever. I'm not too tired, mostly just need a moment to sober up a bit. Then I pity the bastard who tries to break in here." Plus, Kathryn didn't do anything over exerting today, she could likely get away on a shorter night of sleep and still be fine by morning if need be. Marita held some good points on not going out tonight. Half the party was intoxicated, and the other half was struggle with sleep deprivation to some degree. "The cemetry seems like a good place to look at as well. I'd love to see if Audry's path home took her past there or the silver smith's. Same with the others who went missing." Plus, Kathryn couldn't see in the dark. Sure, it would take something pretty big to take her down, but she'd rather not risk that unless she had too.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Hayloft Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn wrapped her arms around herself for warmth. Though the barn was warmer than the outdoors and gave protection from the wind, outside had to be just a few hairs shy of freezing. Any warmth she could get was appreciated. Victoria and Marita seemed keen on sharing what information they could share, which left Kathryn a little left out as the most helpful bit of information she had snagged was from Rickard. Victoria did add a comment or two about what would make this place a rather nice place to live. "I mean yes, we could cook out own food Kosara, but I have little idea how to cook much better than..." She paused, trying to think of the best thing she could cook. "Mashed potatoes and eggs really... Maybe bacon? So a fully staffed kitchen would be wonderful." What Kosara had to add about the municipal building was interesting. Strict in and out traffic? Could be worth investigating. Maybe they know more then they are letting on? "Something decent to note for sure, maybe something we can check out on the 'morrow? As well, whatever is causing the disappearances doesn't appear to be a class thing. Rickard mentioned the person he was tracking was a business owners son. And unless Audrey was also of an upper class of some kind whatever is taking them doesn't seem to care. It's hard to tell without extremes to compare, nobles, lords, government aids. Things like that, but it's worth some follow up looking." She may have been a bit shit faced, but her thinker was still intact.

Marita read off the list of those who went missing so far. Mostly working class of some kind, and a couple from the owning class. "The paranoid feeling is good to know." She wondered if Hugh was feeling paranoid before he went missing? The man seemed to be cautious none the less. "Is it safe to say that a lot of these people knew, or at least suspected something was going to happen? Maybe they all saw something they weren't supposed to see? And whatever they saw is trying to clean up loose ends?" She thought more on her class theory, remembering many nobles considering even many in the owning class to be on the same level as those working. Maybe it wasn't the best base to work from. "We could try investigating the streets after hours, paired up so we can see what we can find. Maybe follow Audrey's route home and see if there is somewhere that seems... off." She briefly wondered if it was worth setting a trap, but that would require bait. Bait being either one of the party members, or some unsuspecting local. Both lines she wasn't comfortable crossing. She'd be open for using herself as bait, but fully armored and armed, Kathryn was an imposing threat.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Bob and Niel's Public House --> Hayloft Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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The party made their way out one by one, Victoria leaving first of their group. Rickard and Kosara going at it for a while over their supposed pregnancy. Once sobered up Kathryn would need to clear this up with the poor tiefling, at the moment she wasn't sure she could get her words across as needed without making things worse. "Good night Victoria, be seeing ya in da morning." Rickard soon gave his intentions to to rest as well, timed rather well with last call to get the hell out. "Take care lads." Kathryn spoke, giving them a wave as they left taking with them Kosara's victim. "We'll meet up again once we get this all sorted out." Curly seemed to at least like the pity beer. So that helped Kathryn to be assured there were no hard feelings. Kathryn gave a good night wave to Rickard, giving him a sympathetic wave as the poor man had to deal with the brunt of Kosara's verbal punishment while Kathryn attempted to wrap her head around the whole situation with minimal success.

With the departure of Marita that left Kosara and Kathryn the last of their party to remain within the public house. "Yeah let's go." Kathryn spoke to Kosara as the small tiefling ran off, Kathryn walking behind her. "You should really go easier on Rickard. He's a nice enough lad. As well, he may know a thing or two about our current job." Kathryn spoke in a dull tone before making her way entering the hayloft with Kosara. Waiting for them, Marita. Kathryn expected to be called out for her rather aggressive drunkesness, as well as her minimal progress on the job. So far, all she had was Rickard as a possible lead, and that Robert was less then cooperative with helping. Starting points that she had failed to follow up on. No matter how it went, no more drinking until the job was done. "Don't suppose you have had better luck then myself?" Kathryn asked Marita, hoping that maybe the cleric had obtained something while working with the staff.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Bob and Niel's Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn took note of Victoria's disappointment to Kathryn not chugging the wine. The half giant of a woman gave a slight chuckle and gave her a sly smile. She spoke in a hushed tone leaning in close to Victoria. "Get me another one of these once we finish this quest, we'll drink and party like you've never seen." At this moment though it was a fight to keep her words coherent and to walk without tripping over her own feet. But what better way to celebrate a quest well done shy of chugging wine?

After Kosara shattered the creep's balls she joined the group to have a nice conversation. Marita as well as Robert were less then pleased with the events that took place. Though Robert said nothing about it, Marita had a few words to say. Though the woman had very sound and very solid logic, Kathryn's ability to reason had taken a break for the night. "Though... Seems he did Deserve it nah?" A more sober Kathryn would have agreed with Marita. If the party was to dish out physical punishments it would have to be in self defense situations. If the party came across as aggressors now it would only cause them additional problems. "Ya should listen to Marita, Kosara. She is... very smart woman."

With Lawrence's and Curly's return the trio was back together as tipsy as ever. They seemed about readyt o wrap things up but as a whole the group seemed to be game for a later gathering. Maybe it could be tied into a future celebration? "So, what's with... Sprinkles?" Kathryn asked the trio still standing over the table passing Curly his pitty Ale with a look that said "Just take it." She held an apologetic look on her face as she pointed to her own forehead, then his, then the floor where he collided at full speed. "When I get me job here all wrapped up, we'll have ourselves a grand old time!" Last call for food reminded Kathryn she hadn't eaten any form of dinner yet today. She figured she could order something for the way out if need be, snack on it as she crashed for the night.

Kosara soon had her own thoughts to add about Kathryn's new Mate. It took Kathryn way too long to register what Kosara was saying, she was flabbergasted and had clearly mistook what Kathryn had meant to say. Kathryn was increasingly red in the face as Kosara went on to asked excitedly about when she was expecting, and then went on to set the tone with Rickard. "I... uh... uhm...." Kathryn struggled to comprehend where Kosara had jumped to. "...kiddies... kiddies..." She spoke confused as if she was couldn't make meaning of the word. She then looked downwards grabbing a large section of her chain mail that protected her stomach area with both hands. "Have I really gotten that big?" She had been worried about her weight for a bit. Though someone her size could eat close to whatever she wanted she had become quite a heavy drinker after the death of Ser Lucas, and she had noticed a bit of weight gain. But she didn't think it was a lot, just something to keep note of. But if Kosara was pointing it out? She let go of her chain mail face red, eyes wide, and doing her best to hide her embarrassment. Dinner could be skipped tonight.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Bob and Niel's Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kosara and Marita were first to tend to the man Victoria had walked in over. As he woke up and was checked over, Victoria vaguely explained the man was due much worse punishment then whatever she had done to the recently comatose man. Kosara replied in kind with a kick that made even Kathryn wince. "Aye, she's a friend." She paused a moment being briefly reminded of the conversation about her friendship with Kosara and gave a bit of a drunken chuckle. "You could say, really good friends." She said with a smirk on her face before returning to her many, many drinks. That is when Kathryn realized she had definitely put herself in a weird situation for drinks tonight. It was to the point where even Victoria had taken a bit of her wine likely under the assumption that Kathryn was done drinking tonight. "'Ey, not done. Just.... Not getting more at the moment." She spoke with a joking tone to assure she didn't really care if Victoria enjoyed herself a drink. "But alas, it seems I have a few to spare. Though that'd be the expensive stuffs." To emphasis her point, Kathryn grabbed the decanter and debated downing some of it as if it was a mug of beer, and decided against it realizing she still had beer to finish. Putting the wine back she grabbed herself one of her now many beers and ales, and brought it up for a drink, and rather then sip it she continued to drink from the mug until it was empty to the bottom.

Kathryn greeted Kosara with a smile and slide her some ale before speaking up. "Welcome back Kosara. I've personally had a pretty crazy night. Got a few dead ends on the job, made some friends, put one in a coma, he came out worried about sprinkles, and drank waaaaaaay too much. Whatever you do, don't follow my example. And, made some friends with the locals." She spoke as if she was having the night of her life. "And! Met a mate who may be able to help us with our goblin problem. The one with the missing peoples." She grabbed Rickard's shoulder and shook it briefly to emphasis the elf she was talking about.

It seemed Victoria and Rickard were getting along rather well to add to tonight's lovely events. She took note of Victoria speaking and struggled to process the words at first, only to realize part way in that she was speaking Elvish. Most of Kathryn's speakings with Elvish were when she was a little girl and still lived at home. But it had come in handy from time to time with clients that Ser Lucas had to interact with. The poor old knight didn't know a word in Elvish. Kathryn didn't acknowledge the exchange outside of a brief "Look at you Ms. Fancy Pants with all the prestigious words." To Victoria's comment on the wine itself? Kathryn simply replied "Aye" which sounded a bit off as her dialect in common didn't always translate well in Elvish. Kathryn gave Victoria a bit of a knowing smile before lifting her drink as if to give cheers.

Kathryn then noticed the lone Maurice who after his friends had left had found himself alone in the center of the table. "Hey uh... I'll be right back." she spoke to the group as a whole. Not wanting to leave the man abandoned and alone for the night Kathryn grabbed what would have been Curly's ale and stood up walk over to the man, stopping briefly to catch herself as she lost balance for the briefest of moments. Continuing once she was stable she walked over to the table and gave Maurice the ale. "Sorry for how the night went mate. You think Lawrence's sprinkles will be okay?" She spoke clearly trying to contain a giggle or two. Jokes aside, she was worried a bit for the man. She panicked earlier and fled to the bar and hadn't returned until after the man she accidentally beat down woke up and fled like his house was on fire. "We should meet up again at some point before the festive end, have a real night of celebration with a bit less assault on out hands." She spoke shyly.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Bob and Niel's Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn listened to Rickard Barriden as he spoke. "It's nice to meet you Rickard. And yeah.. The goblins are a bit of a problem here." Kathryn wanted to tell the man more, but she wasn't sure how much to disclose to him. At least not without the rest of the party's consent. "Where I do appreciate the offer of compensation it's not needed. We're here to help where we can. And, we're already being paid for our time here. But maybe we can help each other out? Pool our combined knowledge and see what we can get out of it? Maybe some of our pieces can fit your puzzles and vice versa." Who knew, maybe the man could speak and read goblin? That would solve their letter issue. Plus maybe Rickard had some pieces that Kathryn and the rest of the party could help piece together. She'd get input from the others and see what she could take from it.

A body fell through the door to the public house. In a moment of instinct caused by rigorous training through Kathryn's life she stood up and turned to face the door axe drawn in her hand. She prepared to hold the doorway using nothing but throwing axes and the mass of her aging armor only to be stunned by her mini half elf friend standing in the doorway giggling with her hand covering a portion of her face. As if what she did was just any other cute little joke. Slowly sliding her axe back into it's loop Kathryn watched the bardling step over the out cold man and walk up to the bar. Kathryn watched Victoria speak while she seemed to ignore everything that just happened and started to wonder if this was something that happened a lot to the woman. "Uh... around... Marita is working with locals. And I thought Kosara and Hugh went off with you?" Kathryn paused when Victoria offered her a drink. "Ya know... I've had a few drinks already. I'll take ya up on that offer some other time..." Still trying to process what happened to the man on the floor. In a moment of clarity Kathryn turned to notice Rickard and her train of thought returned to her. "Oh, Victoria! This is Ser Rickard Barriden. And he may have some information on our goblin problems. Figured we could help each other out with them and all."

It didn't take much for Kathryn to hear Kosara come in with her attempts to assist the downed man. Kathryn considered offering up some of her remaining alcohol, but decided against it. If Victoria had knocked out the man there was probably a reason. That didn't change her thoughts on wondering what exactly the bard had done to the man. Kosara had then resorted to slapping the man silly until he awoke. So far, no progress, and Kathryn was beginning to worry what the man's face would look like post beating from their tiefling friend. "Kosara, it may just be time to let the man sleep. Facial reconstruction wont help his night much either." Kathryn said in a mildly concerned tone. She also didn't want to risk the man being someone dangerous and having to risk flattening him again. The only question then would be who does it?

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 31 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions:N/A N/A Location: Bob and Niel's Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn had a lot to process. She had accidentally sent curly into the floor with a mini coma, she found herself face to face with Robert the barkeep who at this point he was less then pleasant to deal with. Then? Some strange man had come up to her. Not directly, ordering a drink first, then Initiating a conversation as a rapid followup. Kathryn chuckled briefly taking a sip of her drink. "Smooth transition Mate" She chuckled a bit more before realizing she spoke out loud. "Aye 'pologies about that. Had a few tah drink an' me thoughts are a wee bit un focused." She spoke in a bit of an embarrassed tone. At this point in the night giving up all efforts to keep her accent subtle. Though with how long she has been in the region and those around it her accent was starting to sound like a mix of both local and her former home. "BUt uh... yeah. Curly will be feelin' that for some time. Technically he's supposed tah give me a free beer for it, but I feel a wee bit bad about how hard he came down. I just thought that... Ya know... He wouldn't crash like a sack of bricks ya know?" What caught Kathryn off guard was her first lead that had stuck for the night. She was instantly regretting the amount of alcohol in her system but the shock of it was rather sobering. "Ya don't say? Looking for a mate..."

While distracted by her own thoughts Curly stood up screaming about... Sprinkles?! Kathryn grabbed her newly purchased beers and lifted them up. "Wait wait wait!" She spilled a bit more than intended trying to get the man's attention, but he was damn determined in his traumatic head injured state to go and make those sprinkles. The rest of the laborers were soon gone afterwards. "Fuckin'... Balls." Kathryn would do what she could to catch up tot he trio and try to make up the night to poor curly after what happened. In the mean time she sat down with her free beer, and Curly's pity beer. Returning to her seat she turned to face the new figure again. Getting a read on him was hard, either she wasn't as much of a people person as she thought, or she had way too much to drink. "Sorry about that... Uh... Crazy night. You said you knew someone who went missing? I'm not a local personally, but I was hired to help out some locals. There's a bit of a goblin problem going on, and after seeing some of the brutalities today, I am suspicious in their involvement with some other disappearances. Maybe they're related?" Though the elf had already ordered Kathryn had a spare beer now, so she passed the spare one towards the Rickard. Roberts came over to drop off their drinks, including the wine offered by Lawrence. "Thank you very much." She turned back towards Rickard. "As Robert's here has said, da name's Kathryn Pyke. Ser or Lady Kathryn Pyke, at your service." She paused, still deciding how professional to keep things in this conversation.

After taking a sip of her wine she faced him again. "But ya can just call me Kathryn. And I get what you mean about no one seeming to know anything." And she gave a less them subtle look over at Roberts. The man had been extremely resistant with giving her information. "But maybe we can help each other a bit? Pool the collective information and see what we got?" She paused again, realizing she forgot something. "Oh my bad, I didn't ask. What shall I call you?"