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[h2][color=598527][i][b]Kathryn Pyke[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=598527]Human, Battle Master, Level 03[/color][/b][/i]
[color=598527][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 31 / 31	[color=598527][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 19	[color=598527][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Infamous Pear
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	It seemed things at the table were getting tense. Marita's actions have caused retaliation actions from Hugh who seemed to be quickly losing his chill. Kathryn did take note of Hugh's comment about her drinking, even after she requested more. "[color=598527]It's gonna take more t'en a couple fist fulls of beer to bring me down.[/color]" He did have legit concerns though. They were on a job, and if Kathryn kept drinking like this then she had little confidence in being able to hold her own in a fight. At this moment? Sure. In the morning? She held little concerns for hangovers and had needed considerably more alcohol for it to be a real concern. But there was no reason to test her luck now. Kathryn did tense up when Hugh called Kosara a pest. Was the timing of her comment great? No. But there was a more appropriate response then his follow up rant. Kathryn about stood up to call Hugh out, only being stopped by Kosara herself explaining the issues at hand. Kathryn wanted to step in and stop things from getting worse, but this area was not her strong suit. She had one real skill to her name outside of how much alcohol she could take. And it was being a mass of steel and muscle that was extremely difficult to bring down. It was moments like this where she wished she payed better attention to how Ser Lucas handled situations outside of the job proper. 

	Marita and Hugh went at it for a long while before things seemed to settle. Hugh made a comment about a leadership role and it made Kathryn think. Most jobs she has worked it had been with people who normally assigned ranks near the beginning of the quests or mission. Even then, she rarely found herself ranking higher then new recruits. "[color=598527]Let's see how tomorrow pans out before we decide who's leadin' who.[/color]" Marita then took some time to further explain their situation at hand. The concern then being why the extra letters? And why them? "[color=598527]Experience yes, but how many of us are properly qualified for the job? I've pulled a fair share of guard duty, but I am still pretty new to a lot of this stuff. And Ser Lucas...[/color]" She hesitated before continuing. "[color=598527]He had a lot of his own issues for a while now. Or it could be...[/color]" She debated the words in her head. Maybe the alcohol was getting to her. "[color=598527]What if someone along the line of messaged letters wanted to get a bunch of specific people here who were not on the original roster?[/color]" She shrugged and did a little drunken chuckle. "[color=598527]But them's just be the thoughts of some drunken girl.[/color]" Her chuckles continued a bit as she drank some more of her beer.

	Kathryn gave a thanks to Mr. Hardy as he to them more drinks, and listened closely as Mr. Laurel spoke. At the tall comment Kathryn just grinned and spoke softly. "[color=598527]Aye.[/color]" Room and board was explained, seemed strait forward overall. The only thing that made Kathryn uncomfortable was the fact that they would be sharing rooms. She supposed that should be expected considering the size of the party, and these were free rooms. The look of concern on her face at the comment was visible none the less. He explained some more details which gave Kathryn time to process her current situation. "[color=598527]I think I got my own thangs but thank ya very much for tha offer.[/color]" She in this case was more worried for the poor halfing attempting to carry her pack of heavy junk and tools. 

	Victoria and Marita stepped off away from the table for a bit. Kathryn wondered what that was about, but as she wasn't the sneakiest of their party by any definition (Unless stepping on someone and putting them into a coma counted as stealth) she figured listening in wasn't going to do much for her either. They returned soon enough, and when they did Victoria and Kosara planned out a plan to perform for the tavern which Kathryn did admit sounded interesting but after continuing to down the new beers she wasn't sure how much she could stick around for. Kathryn found herself enjoying the music, as Victoria played and Kosara danced. She had to admit, it was not a common show for her to see but it did remind herself of a few of the places Ser Lucas would visit when Kathryn was growing up. Now that she thought about it, Kosara reminded Kathryn of some of the woman Ser Lucas would leave her with when he took jobs she was too young to join him on. The small tiefling seemed to struggle at times with her performance, but in the end pulled it off. With it coming to an end, she figured this was probably the best time to finish her food and beer off and crash in the comfy inn's beds.

	The half giant of a woman downed her remaining beer and crammed what food was left on her plate before leaving for bed. Kathryn stood up and waited a moment to see if she would get dizzy. To her relief she was still steady and felt she still had most of her ability to function as a sober-ish person. Kathryn walked over to Kosara and Victoria. "[color=598527]Good Job ya two. T'was a good show.[/color]" She went to scruff up Kosara's hair before going to bed, stopping again noticing the horns and stopped. Then decided petting the horns worked fine. She then turned to Victoria who stood almost two feet below her and scruffed her hair too. "[color=598527]Goooood night.[/color]" She paused a moment realizing she may be slurring a bit. Maybe Hugh was right and she did have a few too many drinks. Oops.

	She grabbed her bag and gear and walked her way towards the bedroom. In her tired drunken state each step sounded closer to a really slow paced march with the chain mail making it's own sets of noise with every step then a tired young girl making her way to a comfortable bed. Marita had already claimed the cot, so when Kathryn got to the top of the stairs and checked the two rooms she figured it didn't matter too much which one she took. She took a left and entered the two bedded bedroom and dropped her gear next to the bed. Then a dilemma came. She was comfortable with these new people, but was she comfortable enough to share an unprotected room with them? She wondered if sleeping in her armor was an acceptable option in this case either? She decided against it as she had been on the road a while, and not getting a good night's rest would likely only make things worse. She did however take her bedroll out of her bag to add more layers onto her bed. After doffing her armor she crawled into the bed furthest from the door with her long sword in it's sheath under the covers with her, and her two hand axes resting on the bedside by the bed. Once settled she wrapped herself and her sword up tightly, stretched, and found the next problem of her night. She grunted in frustration as her feet poked several inches out from the base of the bed. "[color=598527]Foeken' 'Ell.[/color]" She knew this was a possibility, but it didn't make it much better. Rolled up into a newer fetal position which despite being less comfortable she was still covered in her many layers of blankets and bedding. Now with her shield resting comfortably-ish at her feet.