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Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

I’m at work and on mobile at the moment, but I’ll give the videos a glance once I can and I’ll think of some character concepts!! I got a couple ideas but I may wait to work on them in detail until after I watch the videos. Thanks for any help you can offer!! I’ll ask some questions as they come up!

Call of Cthulhu - Talbott's Investigators of Mysteries Enlightened

Looks like fun! I’d be up for making a character and trying a new type of campaign! Though I don’t have any experience in the setting or game.

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 Location: Public House --> Road to Mallard's Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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More warlocks. A field Kathryn struggled in as well. Honestly most fields that didn't involve heavy lifting or removing a foe off this plane of existence was outside of her realm of understanding. Though she was learning, she was the weakest link when it came to understanding anything with significant magical properties. And the bulk of what she did know she gathered from stories, fairy tales, fables, and travelers stories. Ser Lucas wasn't well versed either, so she didn't learn a ton from him either. But at the very least in this case, Cavendish seemed susceptible to blunt force trauma from his own hammer. That was a start, and it meant at least once the fighting began she could hold her own there. And maybe this time not spend half the battle crawling away and trying to not get stabbed. Kathryn pondered what Marita said about Cavendish though. "he may very well be licking his wounds and preparing for tonight. Much like we are. And since we have to pass by both, it may be better to pick up our gear first, and move in to help the L'Rose's afterwards." And whoever else they could. She didn't like the idea of hunkering down for the night if things were going to kick off, but they were dealing with a threat they could not face head on. If every person who had gone missing was turning into one of these creatures, then that could be dozens, or gods forbid worst case and hundreds... They had no way of knowing. They would also have to deal with Cavendish and his goons. Kathryn told herself if they had a reasonable chance to act tonight she would take it. Something she could do to help out if the chance came. But she had to remind herself that as of this moment, they were the only ones prepared to bring this whole thing down come daylight. Though there was honor in sacrificing one's self for the greater good, doing so at the expense of saving so many more would be foolish.

The plan at this point seemed pretty strait forward. Get stuff, save people, cower and hide for the night. She didn't love the plan, and she wished she had gotten done more with the time they had prior to now. Maybe if they had confronted Cavendish sooner, or maybe if they had figured more out ahead of time? She wasn't so sure... But she wished she had done more before they had to lock up for the coming storm. Kathryn listened with much interest to the poem Victoria uttered. It was short, or incomplete, Kathryn couldn't be sure in this moment. Kathryn listened closely but broke her attention away as Victoria quieted. In the break, she heard Marita offering Lea to come with them. Much like the offer she gave to Mallard, and the one they were going to give to the L'Rose's. None of them knew how rough tonight would be, and they knew they couldn't protect everyone. What they did know was that they needed to keep whoever they could safe, starting with their friends and allies, and working outward from there. But they were too few to do that in mass. Bringing those they met to somewhere they could protect in the night seemed like the best course of action.

Kathryn took a final look to her party before they would depart. She had some concerns for the night, but if anyone could save this town it would be them. Between all of their mixed skills they could be prepared for any situation. Looking around though, she caught very briefly Victoria's face going red, and covering up her face rather rapidly. Looking over at what she saw, was a nearly topless Kosara enjoying the warmer temperatures of the public house. Kathryn let out a small grin, not saying anything. She thought it was adorable in a way, a young crush. She remember some of her own younger crushes when she was a wee lass. Then she paused, and realized Victoria is likely older than her. Not only that, likely a lot older. She was a elf right? Then she realized she may also be one of the youngest members of the party. She had fallen for the same trick many others have gotten to with her, and that her sheer size made her seem much older than she was in many cases. And she still mistakenly takes those smaller than her as younger. She supposed as long as she didn't do anything silly like treat her fellow party members as small children that this was an easy thing to correct. That didn't change the fact that Kathryn found the way Victoria shied away rather adorable. A little positivity to help brighten up the chaos of things to come.

Kathryn finished wrapping up her gear. Loading up weapons, armor, and her pack and cape. Not completely removing her armor shortened the process, but it did feel nice to not have to carry so much steel across her body for a short time. Though she felt safe and comfortable in her armor, enough poor quality steel began to weigh on a person after a while. The worse it was, the more you needed to be effective. Though at this stage she would continue the quest, reward or not, she was thankful that there was a new set of armor at the end of things. That was a huge part why much of Kathryn's gear had been rusted out though. Many times she found herself trying to help people who wouldn't be able to afford to pay for professional services. Especially of her nature. Most of what she had she had purchased during the few jobs that paid well, or gear she had reluctantly pulled off the corpses of others at Ser Lucas's insistence. It would be nice to have something that was not only her own, but new. Or even not worn and nearly ruined.

Making her way to the door with the others, so far pretty simple. The Silver Smith's, then the L'Rose's. And whoever else they could save along the way. It would be a long night for sure though. Kathryn made her way to the front door, following Victoria into the foggy street. "So, we're in agreement? Mallard's, then our friends? Then shelter?" She asked Victoria and anyone else who had made it outside so far. Kathryn stood at attention as best as she could. Her helmet resting latched on her head, she shield strapped to her right arm firmly and ready to take a beating, and her new hammer resting on her belt ready to be drawn if action were to start. Or a free hand should she need one.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 29 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn listened to Marita with the curiosity of a small child as she explained in detail how her magic worked and what she did to Cavendish. She almost looked like a giddy child if it wasn't for the fact she was an adult woman, tall enough to make easy eye contact with standing people while sitting. But magic fascinated her to such an extreme degree. It's something she had never practiced before, and likely never would outside of some magical items and artifacts. But it was still some of the coolest things to learn and hear about! Maybe when she gets old she could retire and become a wizard? Many of them gain magical abilities through nothing but their raw ability to learn and think alone! And when Kathryn got too old to fight with blade and board, maybe she could protect a homestead with radiance and flame! Though this wasn't helped by the fact that magic was even more uncommon back in Arcanaple. Sure, those with money could get magic items and weapons from time to time. And some people had abilities here and there. But there weren't a ton to speak up. Mostly old clan magic and some light ritual casting. "That is so cool! I'm excited to see what other amazing tricks you have up your sleeves!" Kathryn exclaimed.

It seemed going on the attack and torching the place wasn't on the table. Kathryn couldn't say she was surprised, but she was a little disappointed. She worried the longer this went on the worse it would get. But if they were too rash, and got themselves killed before things could be fixed, then a raging fire in the middle of town would help no one. Though Kathryn did like the way Blackberry claimed "TO GLORY!" It made Kathryn want to cheer it, though she figured this wasn't the time to cheer out. "What if we didn't confront them when we lured them away? But instead diverted them to somewhere away from the municipal building? That could buy us time to get in, look around, and maybe even gather some useful information. I'd feel a lot more confident taking on the leftovers than whoever Cavendish takes with him to confront us." Though if the home base was important enough she figured he may leave some of his more elite fighters there. But either way, they would be fewer in numbers if they wanted to get in. Blackberry did put together a decent plan if they were able to corner those who gave chase. Kathryn still held her own worries. "Though I think we could give them a run for their money, there are too few of us who can take them on. Unless we wanted to throw them into a pit somewhere it would take some time for them to get out, we'd need to be sure we could win the fight. And if he gives chase with 20 well armed lads, we're in a bit of a pickle." If he only had the guards who were with him before, they stood a decent chance. They were down manpower, and Cavendish no longer held his hammer.

It did seem that everyone agreed hunkering down for the night was the best course of action. "The L'Rose's are still at the bed and breakfast last I checked. I think wherever we hold out we should take them with us. At least for tonight. Though you bring up a good point about burning the places down... I think our best chance to last the night would be to not get caught at all though. A temple could work, but not all are made of stone. And there aren't a ton of temples here that we're familiar with. We'll need somewhere familiar, somewhere secure, and somewhere we can still tend to our needs through the night." Victoria brought up a string of good points, but she was definitely one of the bigger advocates against the arsoning of the town. And the bait and trap issues could easily go wrong. "We could just go back and get our pay, but we also seem to be the only ones in town who have any real chance of fixing things. That makes it our responsibility to do what we can. I'm with you Victoria, we're staying." Her talk about bigger problems concerned her. The were rats were already pretty bad. With most of Kathryn's encounters in her life being sell swords and goblins, it seemed every hour something new and far out of her experience came into play to remind Kathryn that she was still very new to this lifestyle. "I do worry about splitting up. With the L'Rose's being so close to Mallards, I think we should be deciding which place we're stopping at first rather than splitting up. Cavendish still has at least three well armed goons. We can go toe to toe with him with those odds as a full party, but at half strength it'll be a slug fest at best. And at worst, we'd lose people. And that is assuming he only has three goons under his command."

"We know our camp pretty well, and it's pretty defensible should worst comes to worse. As well, it won't draw a lot of attention to itself should things get rough tonight." Marita brought up planning for tomorrow, and Kathryn was all for that. The moment the sun broke Kathryn wanted to be out the door and working on damage control, and bringing this whole thing down. "On top of your points, I think we need to send that message the moment daybreak comes. We can decide who either tonight once we bunker down, or dawn once we have a little more information on just how bad things are. But I think the garrison at the fort should know what's going on. And if someone can make it there early enough, they may be able to have help arrive before nightfall again." Kathryn finished up the last of her food and began loading up her weapons and gear again. Making her way to the door she peaked outside to see the fog, and to feel the colder temperatures. She didn't like this, not one bit. Closing the door again she stepped back towards everyone. "If we're going to leave, we should do so soon. The fog outside may not clear before night, and it'll be impossible to tell how fast things will happen once night does hit us."

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn watched lea, but didn't press her to say anything. Though it seemed she had little to say in this moment. Kathryn couldn't blame her for that, she could only imagine what the poor woman was going through having her whole life being ripped apart piece by piece. Then again, how much of it did she have to imagine? She supposed she did. At least in Kathryn's case she felt she could do something to keep her world together. Lea on the other hand, was trapped in a public house with a bunch of stranger she had met recently who had trouble being serious in rough situations, and faced off their problems with jokes. Kathryn imagined that was likely not something easy to handle. Hearing about the situation from Mallard was comforting in knowing more of what was going on, or at least confirming what they already knew. Three nights of the harvest moon. "Does that mean we're having the equivalent of three full moons in a row?" What was probably a beautiful sight, but dealing with anything lycanthropy based, the full moon generally meant bad news. Marita's plan to focus on survival was likely best. Though trying to cut the problem off before it could get worse would be great, they had no idea the scope of the problems they would be facing tonight. It could just be the Constable and his goons from before. Or, it could be a sizeable portion of the whole town. Kathryn didn't like that latter idea. And she had doubts that everyone who was turned in that case was done so willingly. Robert's expression from when Kathryn asked if those afflicted could be helped didn't help.

"if we're not going on the offensive tonight, I want to make the most of it still. So that way once daylight does come we can make the most use of our hours as they come. I want to see if we can find somewhere we can watch the Municipal building tonight. if we can get an idea of what's going on there I think it'll improve our situation greatly. Even if we don't act on it tonight. at the very least, it may lend us some useful information. Like how many foes we could be facing off against once we are ready to act." Kathryn was a little surprised to hear a tactical thought come from Kosara. Not that she thought the tiefling wasn't smart, but she didn't think Kosara held a tactical thought in her head. "Honestly, if we can confirm the municipal building is the nest that may be the thing to do. I'd like to be sure we're avoiding collateral damage, but otherwise I am not against the plan." And if things get desperate, they could burn it down anyways. Buy time for others to come pick up where they left off. At the very least maybe alert the fort that help was needed. "If we could find somewhere to fend them off it may be worth trying to draw them out in a more adventitious situation. Those are pretty good ideas Kosara." She wondered if it was worth trying to get to the fort, letting someone there know what was up. Round up as much help as possible. The trip could be made in a day, or a night if someone was brave enough. Who could they trust of those they met so far? Lea maybe? But that'd be a lot to ask of her, and their trip here proved the roads were not safe.

That did get her thinking about the goblins again. Maybe they were in place to keep as many people in as possible. Making sure that as many people were trapped in town as possible, and no one could send for help. If that was the case, the roads were clear. But there could be more, and there could be more wererats in the country side. The L'Roses they trusted, but it was the same situation. It wasn't safe. And even if they got there, the Sheriff was gone. The closest they had to a contact was one of his deputies. Worst come to worse, they'd have to at least check things out right? If someone were to leave tonight, it would likely have to be one of them. Kathryn finished up her soup thinking on this. No matter what happened, they wouldn't be able to get help back until daylight. But that could be the difference should things turn into anarchy in the night. But the party was small and was carefully balanced at the moment to handle a large array of tasks. Breaking it up more especially for a trip like this would mean if the party had a chance to act, they would be down a key element of the team. Reducing their options to act should a chance arise. "I think we need to consider the real chance that we should call out for help. The fort must have a garrison no? Even if the Sheriff isn't in there has to be someone who could muster a force. I think it's too late in the day to risk sending someone tonight. But when day breaks, someone outside of this town should know what's happening." Apart of her wanted to book it tonight. Sprint as long as as fast as she could to the fort and call for aid. And rush back before dawn and try and save the day. But the concern came up with weapons. They were immune to non silvered weapons. And the hammer she beat Cavendish with. She had no reason to expect they'd have the weapons for this. But if things went bad maybe those who couldn't protect themselves could be evacuated?

"Marita is right. We need a solid plan before we head out." Kathryn said between bites of the last bit of her food. "Before we leave, we need to decide where we are holding up. If we decide to split up, or get split up by chance and situation, we need to be prepared as we can. We don't have a home field advantage here. If we don't have time to find somewhere to overlook the municipal building, I think we need to hold up either here in the public house, or in our camp. We're familiar enough with both I think we could defend them if it came to it. And both are big enough to shelter those we have met so far." Their options weren't amazing. But they had the means to protect themselves. And Cavendish knew that. He knew if the party was in position too, they could hurt him. She hoped he wouldn't risk an engagement for a long as possible. What gave Kathryn pause though, was when Marita went up to Lea, and embraced her. Kathryn listened as Marita spoke to Lea, and wished she had the ability to give that same reassurance to Marita. Lea seemed ready to return it, but either was too late, or hadn't been able to commit to it.

When the barmaid returned to some busy work, Kathryn approached Marita and offered her a plate of melon bits she had collected. "That was very sweet of you Marita. I'm sure it meant a lot to Lea." Kathryn wanted to say more, offer the same reassurances to Marita. But that was something that Kathryn was never really good with. She'd try her best though, and try not to blunder it too much. "I think we got this. We got some powerful casters here. And a dragon who punches people with magic hands. And after that stunt you pulled on Cavendish earlier, I doubt he'd be so keen to face off against us again. What... What was that by the way? I'm not too versed in the arcane, but it looked impressive, and was really effective." Kathryn tried her best to keep the mood positive without drawing away from how serious it was. Something she wasn't best at. She had a tendency to dissociate when things got rough. And then pound them into submission when they got worse.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn listened closely as Marita spoke, though she was also getting a few of her own tasks done. Unclasping belt buckles, taking off the extra armor plating on her armor, and laying down her assortment of weapons on a table near the fire. The only ones of note for her at the moment being her family sword, and the Hammer she took from Cavendish. Though she refused to let Cavendish ever have it again, it was still hard to grasp that in doing so, it made the hammer hers now. Even if she decided it would be better in someone else's hands, they were in her hands now and it was her responsibility to watch over it and prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. This new weapon would also allow Kathryn to finally hang up her family sword. A weapon really only supposed to be used to protect one's homestead. There were some other weapons she had, but none of particular note. She would have more once they returned to Mallard, and weapons that would be far more effective against Cavendish and his goons. "I think we all tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. But he became increasingly more bold with his hostility as the day went on. Though this confrontation does do one thing for us. We know who our enemy is." She didn't say more than that for now, though Robert was an ally, he was dealing with his own conflicts. Conflicts that directly got in the way of the party. He made his point clear though, don't come until dawn. Kathryn gave a simple nod, understanding his concern. The way he talked about the upcoming night concerned Kathryn. How bad would things get? Marita talking about the incidents they have already gotten into, that may have explained some of Cavendish's behavior prompted a humorous response from Victoria before it turned serious. "Tell that to the drunk last night. I don't think he'd agree."

Kathryn Chuckled as she continued to undo some of her buckles and armor. "me on the other hand, there's no way anyone could take anything I do with any malice at all?" Kathryn said with a big smile. She knew her size could be intimidating to people, and it was funny as most people who got to know her may see it. But Kathryn was a little impulsive, and she was massive. And combined with a semi professional posture and always being in heavy armor while out and about she looked like a force of nature who would casually burst through a wall should she find it more convenient than taking a door. But not every situation could be met with jokes. "We'll figure this out. And bring the amazing beauty we saw in this place right back." She hoped. They still had no idea what kind of scale there was to this whole thing.

Kathryn waiting until Robert left to speak up again. "Cavendish has also given us the ability to strike him a lot more openly should we need too." Kathryn said a bit monotone. "We can't be sure that all the town guard are on his side, but we need to assume that none of them are on ours right now. Legitimate or not. The way I see it, the ones we saw on the streets today are fair game to do whatever we need to do so we can resolve this as quickly as possible with as few casualties as possible. As for the other guards, we'll have to take it play by play. But we'll have to assume Cavendish has given orders to them about us. And until we know for sure, we have to be prepared for the fact we may be kill on sight for the town guard. If we're lucky, just arresting. But I would rather not test that the hard way. And this is again assuming that there are some town guards who haven't sided with Cavendish." Kathryn hated being so doom and gloom about the situation speaking tot he party, but things had escalated. And having it out in the open about their present situation was important. Kathryn stood up leaving her assortment of weapons and much of her armor, leaving her chainmail hanging loose almost as if it were a steel made dress as she went off into the lodging room. Kathryn returned with a couple of beds in her arms and set them down for the party to use so they didn't need to split up to rest if they didn't want too.

Lea and Victoria returning with food reminded Kathryn that the sandwich debate was still going on. Though things were serious, it was nice to have something to pull her thoughts into a more relaxed state. Kathryn did let out an audible sigh as she laid down listening to Kosara and blackberry. "If you wrap it in bacon, it becomes a wrap, not a sandwich. There's a clear difference!" Kathryn spoke up in her best smart girl voice. "Apple slices are not bread either. At that point you've just made a really strange sandwich Kosara." Kathryn said teasingly locking eyes with the small tiefling before grabbing an assortment of foods and snacks. Making extra sure to grab some bread to even more emphasis it's importance in a balanced meal. Kathryn did listen on as Blackberry asked about what Marita and Victoria learned, but Kathryn couldn't help but take note of Lea sitting in the corner.

Kathryn wasn't the best when it came to people who were down, but she felt a familiar feeling seeing Lea sitting all by herself. Kathryn grabbed some extra stew and some fruits and cheeses and pulled one of the beds over by Lea before sitting. She didn't speak up, but she left the food close by so if she wanted to speak she could. But she wanted to be close enough that the poor girl didn't feel alone. Kathryn sat quietly on the bed eating her fruits, breads, and stew. If lea looked over towards her she would give the polite woman a reassuring smile, and say a simple thanks to her as she sat quietly.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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The others did a good job covering what Kathryn skipped over, and likely covered details that were important, but had skipped Kathryn's mind a bit. Marita brought up a good point though, if shit hits the mill again was this where they wanted to hold their stand? Did they have anywhere better? The barn could likely do decent should the party have more people with skirmishing capabilities. The second story combined with the relatively open floor plan, and plenty of space to fight without getting cornered? It wasn't the worst of options by far. Kosara had some useful abilities in those regards, but without knowing what Blackberry could do, and with Kathryn's own limited ability at ranged, it wasn't the grand advantage they needed if things went poorly. The public house was as good as any while they collected themselves. A chance to recover would be useful for them all. This fight was another example of Kathryn not on her best. She wasn't out of position this time, but she was knocked on her ass before things even kicked off, and got the shit then beaten out of her repetitively. No it was far from her best. She was improving, but held Cavendish at bay. Took his instrument of torment. And downed one of his men. Overall, a win. But it could have been done better.

Blackberry was right though, they had given out enough of a beating that Cavendish couldn't just stride up and expect them to be pushed aside. The concern was now he wouldn't. He would choose his battles, and choose them carefully. And if he attacked again, he would be a lot more prepared. Kathryn supposed they could find a way to ambush him? Or avoid him all together. But the lines had been drawn, and Cavendish had come out of the battle with a much bigger beating than the party. Kathryn did feel a tinge of guilt when Kosara mentioned getting hit. Though she felt with some confidence that she made the right choice to confront Cavendish, she had left Kosara and Blackberry exposed to the rest of the guard. She could have held back, played more defensively, kept the two of them shielded at least a bit. But Cavendish would have gotten away in that case, and still armed with the hammer. He would have had far greater free reign to do as he pleased had someone not held him in place. She supposed Marita in her position could have done so pretty well. Kathryn wasn't made aware of the crossbowmen until after she engaged Cavendish though. She still held some visible guilt to Kosara. Twice now she was out of position, and twice her team had been battered by bolts and arrows. Kathryn's dimenor relaxed a bit when Kosara asked about food. Her bloody sandwichless sandwich she was so fixated on. "Bacon and Cheese is all it is Kosara. Without bread it's not a sandwich, just two independently good foods." Kathryn spoke lightheartedly. She was glad to see Kosara seemed in somewhat decent spirits.

Kathryn listened as Robert spoke, trying to catch up on his words as he spoke. He was struggling though. It reminded Kathryn of a man who knew he was about to die, and had to remember all the affairs he needed to get in order, and was almost certainly forgetting something but couldn't be sure what. She pitied him. His intentions seemed good and pure, though he was cursed to be an adversary, even if not directly. Despite that, he still did what he could to help. He all but confirmed, Cavendish would be their main problem here. He either had to be dealt with directly, or avoided until this whole thing was resolved. And wrapped up with in post. Kathryn had an idea what Robert's plans were for the night. "Robert, when this is over... Do you want us to come for you then?" Kathryn noticed how tense Lea was. After Robert left, Kathryn would want to check up with her and make sure she was all okay. Then she could lick her own wounds.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Alley behind the silver smith --> Public House Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Kathryn booked it out of Mallard's Silver Smith. Though she was a bit of an oaf at times, she was able to place her steps well and keep things hushed. And as far as she could tell, the rest of the party was doing okay as well. The body she was carrying didn't help. Awake he was a problem, comatose, he was a liability. Kathryn had attempted to do the right thing and it was biting them in the ass. Though they would make good time getting back, she was finding it harder and harder to know just what the right thing was. Baronfjørd brought up a rather valid concern about keeping him covered. "We'll ditch and gag him for now. We can't risk taking him back with us, and he is too much of a problem on his own." If they wanted the best chances of winning this fight, she's take her sword and lob his head off. Then he couldn't rejoin the fight, he couldn't harm anyone else, and couldn't spill the beans on anything they were doing. Sure, it felt wrong to execute a prisoner, and sure if someone in town figured out what they had done it would be harder to explain their situation later. But it would make the mission as a whole a lot easier. That's not something she could bring herself to do. So she got to struggle with him instead.

But Baronfjørd was right, something needed to be done. As they ran Kathryn saw a few places they could try and stash the guard. She may not have had it in her to kill him, but she wanted him out of the way and not in a position to hurt anyone else. She spotted a few places she could try and hide him. Some more appealing than others, but the more she thought the more she wanted to make sure that no one would accidentally find him. She saw an abandoned cart, though worried that he may stumble out of it once he came too, and worried the owners may return to find him. She saw an ever so tempting refuse bin. It would be quick, easy, and out of sight. She may be able to hide him in such a way where no one would find him until after all was said and done. Then he could stand trial and face proper punishments for his crimes. "I'll be right back Blackberry. I wont be long." Kathryn spoke softly so more vengeful party members wouldn't hear or have their attention drawn to what she was doing. Kathryn broke off the tail end of the group, and made her way to the bin. Once she got close, she saw something that may serve a bit better for her needs. An empty barrel. He wouldn't be a perfect fit, but he would fit. Kathryn started by undoing his binds, and bringing his knees to his chest, and his feet above his head. Then using his arms to wrap around his legs, and then tied his hands behind his head. To make extra sure, she used what was left of her rope to tie up him up tightly and firmly. There would be no wiggling his way out of these binds. But, he could still wake up.

Kathryn looked down at her man-rat filled barrel after setting him in, and decided this wasn't enough. He had proven his mouth was almost as much of a problem as his spear. Which ironically would be some kids first weapon. Good for them. It's important the young know how to defend themselves and others by the time they grow up. As for this one? Kathryn took off both his boots, and wedged them in such a way where moving about wasn't an option. But what she was really after? His socks. She took both off, balled off one, and wrapped the other tightly around it cramming it into his mouth to wrap things up. She chuckled at the image. "Heh..., Put a sock in it." she jested before putting the lid tightly back on the barrel, and pushing it behind a few other items nearby. Attempting her best to make sure that no one would find it again. It did mean if she didn't come back for him there was no telling how long it would take for him to be found. But he proved himself to be too risky to keep.

Kathryn booked it and returned with the rest of the party at a soft sprint. Still working to not draw too much attention. And good thing, they were closing in on the public house. Looking at Robert and Lea, there was tension in the air. The patrons not seeming to notice the tension. But seeing the relief in Robert's face helped assure that they were doing the right thing. Kathryn gave a subtle nod to Robert's question as she walked up. She didn't personally have the box, but Marita did. She watched as Robert rushed the others out of the public house and he asked his question. "Lots, short version though. We got it, Cavendish was there as well, and things turned into a physical altercation where he fled. He's down a man as well." Kathryn spoke matter of factly. She knew they couldn't share everything with Robert. He was still under the effect of the Geas. But his life was on the line too, and she figured he deserved to know something. And it was all information that Cavendish already knew shy of why the party was there. She made no effort to hide the hammer resting on her belt. At least now it wouldn't be used as a tool for his bullying and petty abuses of power.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Inside Silver Smith --> Alley behind the silver smith Action: N/A Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: N/A

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Things were looking dicier and dicier by the moment. Kosara despite her efforts, had handled the situation with their new guests poorly. Though Kathryn enjoyed her new friend, and she had her pleasant moments, she had a tendency to not approach any situation with delicacy. Blackberry already seemed to be taking control of the situation, preparing the party for a rapid departure away from Mallard's. "Thank you Mr. Mallard for your help. We'll do what we can to fix this quickly." They were only now starting to figure out what this was. Though they were getting a better idea of what, they still didn't know the why, or the how. And for all they knew, there was a lot more to the what. But Cavendish was connected. Marita's idea to search the municipal building may be their next best step once they helped Robert. She wondered if it would be good to sneak in under cover of night, but she had no idea how those kinds of jobs were done. And without Hugh, she figured it would be a lot harder than sneaking up on a bunch of drunk goblins.

As Kathryn was deep in thought prepping her gear to leave, she heard the all to recognizable sound of blunt force trauma being exerted on the human body. She turned to see Marita as shut the guard up rather effectively. Kathryn couldn't even be upset in this case, despite her best attempts at not letting him be tortured or to be left for dead in the streets, he still insisted on causing problems. It did seem Marita stabilized him. But it was clear they would not be able to use him. Not in their current state. Kathryn booked it to the rest of her supplies, throwing on her pack and making sure her weapons were all in their respective places to be drawn as needed. Then there was the guard... Kathryn ignored Kosara's glares. Kathryn fucked up yes, but Kosara also had a share of the blame in this case. Now it was damage control, and getting the mission done. "We can talk about this later Kosara." Kathryn then picked up the guard roughly by his bindings, not caring as much if she ruined his broken arm more this time around, and was really just concerned with getting him out of the way.

Kathryn took note of the dagger attached to the package. She hoped it wouldn't come to that, but as things started to rapidly get more and more out of control, she began to worry more and more. "I think we'll all be heading out. I don't think it's a good idea for us to split up after what happened with Cavendish. If he comes at us again, half a party may not be able to keep him at bay. Especially since now it seems to be open war. We'll keep an eye on her, she's just... enthusiastic about things." For better or worse. "We'll be back with your dagger and anything we can't bring with us. Give us a call if you need help." Kathryn booked it out the door carrying the guard like a carry on bag, looking for a place to stash him out of sight.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

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Kathryn Pyke Human, Battle Master, Level 03 HP: 25 / 31 Armor Class: 19 Conditions: N/A Location: Inside Silver Smith Action: Deception Bonus Action: N/A Reaction: Readying Action

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Kathryn listened closely as Victoria described the hammer she had confiscated from Cavendish. Though really, she wanted to make sure that it wasn't cursed, and she was about yo go ballistic on the party. Though she was sure that the party could get her to stop quick enough if that was the case, it wasn't something she wanted to see happen. There was no telling what kind of damage could be done in this confined space. But hearing everything else about the hammer was really just a great bonus after confirming it wasn't cursed. But confirming that it was a mighty fine weapon was nice, hearing it could emit light in the dark was also great! It meant she didn't need to forgo a shield for a torch in dark environments now. Being able to keep that extra protection would be huge. She was familiar with the concept of attuning to magical equipment. Ser Lucas had explained some of that to her some years prior. And so had her mother and uncle briefly. But until she was on the road with Ser Lucas, she hadn't really seen it in practice. But there was more... Though Victoria had said that there was nothing malicious about it, the unknown wasn't something Kathryn fancied. "Is there a way we can tell? Some... spell or ritual to uncover it? Or is it something like... luck." Maybe she should have studied more in the Arcane when she had the chance. But she hadn't. As a kid the idea of fighting with swords and fists appealed to her far more than of books, magic, and politics. Looking back, if her home hadn't fallen she likely wouldn't have made the best leader if she kept ditching her studies. She'd like to think she'd make a great household knight while her future husband handled other lordly duties. She still had the chance to be a proper Knight though. "Could it be a timing thing or..." She paused a moment considering what Mallard had just told her about the full moon.

Kathryn wasn't one to normally pay attention to the moon shy of looking up from time to time, and thinking how nice it may have looked that night. As Kathryn gripped the hammer from Victoria there was a slight look of dread on her face. The Were rats, the full moon, and Cavendish's hammer. A moon touched hammer. "Could the hammer be a ritual component?" Kathryn asked concerned. "You said it's not common for a hammer to be moon touched, and with everything going on with the full moon and..." She paused looking over at the restrained guard. "And with our new friends." She wanted to say more, but she wasn't sure how much she was willing to say in front of the prisoner. He was rapidly adding to the complications of their mission.

Speaking of the Guard, Blackberry was attempting to get some information from the man. It seemed he was on her side for how to treat him. Though he seemed rather guilty all things considering, they were not the law. And they were not lawless bandits. Kathryn wasn't sure how she felt on attempting to intimidate him using Kosara, but it wasn't torture. And after the tough situation she put the party in, she wasn't planning on getting too choosy with how they handled the situation. Kosara on the other hand, was getting difficult. "That is why we are better. How we are on the side of good. He wouldn't likely offer us the same treatment. The fact we are despite that fact is what sets us apart." She wasn't a fan of the twisting comment. But she understood Kosara's fury. Kathryn was ready to retort to Kosara's comment about taking the blame for any damage this caused, but found herself flustered and red faced on Kosara's comment on their well shaped hinds. Kosara would have the last words, but not because she won. Kathryn was just unsure how to react to her fellow party member describing her ass like that. She didn't think that her armor showed her figure enough to be gawked at. But it seemed, she was wrong.

Kosara's reaction to the door didn't help things. Thankfully, it just seemed to be a concerned citizen that Kosara was just freaking out a bit. Kathryn let out a sigh of relief. Mallard seemed to have things just fine, until the prisoner called out. Bullocks, he was continuing to be a worse problem for the party. With their problems worsening, Kathryn figured she had to do something to help mend the situation that she had indirectly put them in. So in a moment of panicked irrational thought she blurted out loudly "Oh Honey, you gotta stop saying things like that. No one can tell when you're joking or not." Kathryn realized the moment she spurted out the lie she fucked up. It sounded like a kid trying to plead her case to her parents after being caught stealing a cookie, and claiming they were grabbing it for her parents despite the crumbs on her blouse and chocolate on her face. She was only digging a deeper grave for herself, and now her party. Victoria didn't seem too pleased with the situation, and Kathryn couldn't blame her. Things were rapidly getting out of hand. But Mallard was right, they needed to get the guard out of here.