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[h2][color=FF6C5C][i][b]Marita Bärbel[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=FF6C5C]Human, Cleric, Level 3[/color][/b][/i]
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 18/18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Darenby, The Infamous Pear
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Marita noticed Victoria's brief change in expression when Kosara mentioned 'summoning unspeakable evils,' and made a mental note of it. Maybe she was reading too much into it, but probably not. There were far greater issues at hand, but it would be a good idea from here on out to keep an eye on the bard. Worst case scenario she might have to step in and arrest her herself. Well not that she had the ability to arrest people in an official capacity, but being a cleric of an order god, she felt confident that her word would hold weight if she brought a captured criminal to local law enforcement. That said, she didn't want it to have to come down to that, but it would be preferable to allowing a catastrophe to occur under her nose.

Suspicions about her potential party member aside, Marita leaned forward to listen to the Sheriff speak with great interest, her face only once scrunching in irritation being lumped in as an "adventuring type." This entire situation was at once a relief and rather vexing. The obvious irritant being the lack of information, technically speaking none of them had any idea what they were exactly supposed to be dealing with, and if this was to be purely an inquisition, well half the people here had no business being here. But at the same time, her gut feeling about there being something major at risk here was reinforced. If it wasn't just her, then it was even more likely to be the case.

In the back of her head, Marita was already trying to produce some possible reasons for these disappearances. The first one, and the train of thought she couldn't shake, was that there was some cult behind all this, kidnapping people in the night. If you joined you would be let go, if you refused you were kept as a prisoner at best, sacrifice at worst. She had no proof for any of this and hoped it wasn't the case, but the niggling hypothesis wouldn't go away. Marita looked over at Victoria. The fact that she had previously spoken to the sheriff indicated that she probably wasn't connected to the root problem, so that was off the table at least. But the look on Gregory's face told her that the potential future of having to arrest the bard wasn't out of the picture by a long shot.

[color=FF6C5C]"I do have a few questions I'd like to pose."[/color] Marita sat up straight in her seat, interlocked hands held neatly beneath her chest. [color=FF6C5C]"Well to put it more aptly requests. Do you have the names of the people that have disappeared? How long they tend to disappear for? How about any commonalities between them such as 'primarily women,' 'only halflings,' 'younger than middle age,' or if people tend to vanish in a certain location or time of day. Of course I don't expect you to rattle all these things off the top of your head, but if you could provide us with a written report as detailed as possible it would go a long way towards aiding us in our investigative efforts."[/color] Not to mention that if there were indeed ne'er do wells operating in the shadows, they'd be far less likely to tip them off any more than they already had by their mere presence if they had solid leads to work off of rather than starting from "asking around town blindly looking for anything of interest."

[color=FF6C5C]"Ah, if it weren't clear already I shall formally accept your offer."[/color] Not that she had ever intended on saying no. In fact, the thought of payment hadn't even entered her mind until he mentioned it just now. At the moment she was fairly good as far as supplies and money went, but she wasn't going to turn down good food and coin for no reason. Willingly taking up charity work was noble, but she spent quite a lot of her time doing that anyways, and 20 gold coins would expand her budget enough to potentially get something nice for herself, like a new coat for the coming winter.