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[h2][color=f7941d][i][b]Kosara[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=f7941d]Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03[/color][/b][/i]
[color=f7941d][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 21/ 21	[color=f7941d][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 12	[color=f7941d][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=f7941d][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Darenby - The Infamous Pear
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[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=f7941d][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A 
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	Kosara looked curiously at Kathryn as the somewhat alcohol influenced woman came up to her again and reach with a hand, stopping midway for a moment. The tiefling again had that expectant look, waiting to see what will happen until the taller woman finally decided to pet her horns instead. The white thiefling let out a small chuckle and nodded.[color=f7941d]” Thank you. Have a good night, Kathryn.”[/color] She told the woman who walked away to go to sleep. It was then Marita’s turn to say she was going and Kosara nodded.[color=f7941d]” Have a good night.”[/color]

	The dancer was a bit surprised at the druid’s rather great reaction to the performance and smiled happily, though she was once more surprised at the coin. She did not object however, just gratefully nodded.[color=f7941d]” Thanks, Naivara. Though the true star this time was V’s expert skills. I underestimated the floor a bit, hopefully before this quest is over I will get to show you an even better performed dance.[/color]” Kosara added.[color=f7941d]” Well, I wish you a good evening should we all head off to bed before you return. We shall see each other surely in the morning.”[/color] With that she watched the druid walk away into the night. She was right about that there were things just as good as any bed though. Kosara was well versed in sleeping on the sand under the shade of a tent with just a cloth underneath her. The sand did make for a fine bed once you made yourself comfortable.

	Hugh was once more making himself the target of childishly simple ire from Kosara. The Fancy Sneaky Monk was certainly annoying. She tried to ignore him, but he just kept going! What was wrong with being in the same room as her! Also just ‘Her’, talk about not having manners![color=f7941d][i]’ Alright, change of plans, I was planning on ignoring you from tomorrow, but if you call for revenge, I will happily oblige!’[/i][/color] She thought and pouted, plotting her revenge. He seemed to be reacting bad to her presence overall since moment one. Kosara could work with that. She could just annoying him by being nearby. Thinking about it, it did seem a bit counterproductive, after all the more she annoyed him, the more annoyed he would be… She was going to have to see how this goes, but it was not over quite yet. Ohh the game has just began!

	In any case as he too eventually went away to go to bed, she briefly pondered just following him to the room and joining him out of spite, but eventually decided against it. Call it a sign from on high, but honestly she was tired from traveling for days on end and really something told her to just go to bed. She’d have all the time in the world to annoy him… ahm take revenge later. For now though, she decided to hang out more with V downstairs and listen to her performance while she finishes her meal. After the meal was over and the bard eventually too excused herself for the night, Kosara finally decided to call it a night too.
	
	Upstairs she quickly found where Hugh was and went to the other room that luckily had a free spot. Well luckily for HIM. She was rooming with Marita and Kathryn! Good turn of events indeed! She did note the pile of armor and the like that the warrior woman had taken off. Talk about layering. She was tempted to try to sneak a peak at the warrior woman’s muscles now, but she decided against it… people didn’t like being touched while sleeping, she had learned. So instead she just went to the free bed, which was the fabled cot, and placed her bag on it. She lined her cloak on it, figured she’d write in the journal tomorrow since tonight was already dark and people were asleep. It wasn’t good to wake them up with setting a light now. In any case, she carefully took off her dancing trinkets and returned them to the bag before stretching her arms and snuggling underneath the warm blankets. Her small crossbow in arm’s reach just by the cot.

	Thus she slept well until the next morning. Back at the desert she’d wake up very early in the day, sometimes before dawn, but her she allowed herself to sleep in this time around. In fact she was roused lightly from a commotion somewhere and then woke up fully at the quiet closing of the door. She blinked and stirred, moving to a sitting position, looking around. Room with Kathryn, check. Marita was gone, so she was the one who had left not too long ago. Kosara rubbed her eyes sleepily and tossed away the blankets almost jumping into standing, stretching her arms once more. Without tasting any time, the first thing that Kosara did was take off the thin veiled clothing she wore. It wasn’t incredibly hard, but it was made with the idea of staying in place unless taken off for obvious reasons. In any case the tiefling didn’t mind the sleeping woman in the room as she undressed and pulled her other set of clothing from her bags.  Kosara had two sets of clothing with her, the one she wore back home and one she had procured to wear when she came more to the north. She hadn’t put it on cause she frankly underestimated the blasted weather and the temperatures! In any case, her other clothes were very reminiscent of the dancing costume. The pants were of similar cut and design just of a more thick and protective cloth, dyed in dark gray. On her torso she wore an undercloth wrapped around her chest in a manner identical to her dancing top, just of again more thick and warm nature. Finally on top of that she had a white shirt. She couldn’t fit an extra set of shoes into her bag, so she carefully wrapped her feet in a warm cloth that reached up to just under her knee and secured it there, before she put on her usual shoes. They had nice soles after all, they just weren’t tall enough usually. After she slipped the pants legs back down, their tightened ends neatly securing just above her ankles. With her dressed up, she pulled her mirror, a piece of cloth, her waterskin and her cosmetics’ kit. Wetting the cloth with the waterskin, she made sure to wipe all of her makeup carefully before reapplying it. She never wore too much honestly. It was mostly there to put accent on her eyes. Her sisters always told her to not overdo it. She was beautiful and exotic enough as it was. She didn't put her veil back on right away, it would happen after breakfast. Didn't want to dirty it or anything!

	After the makeup was done with, she put her things away and rebraided her hair which took a bit of time, but before long she was done, the braiding having taken the most of her time actually. So once she was done, she picked her things and headed downstairs where she found Marita, already prepared for the day along with V.”[color=f7941d] Good morning, you two! Looking absolutely marvelous today!”[/color] She called out to them and with almost a pounce moved to them. She was left a bit speechless at the sight of the breakfast however. She quickly took a place next to them. Kosara really wanted the cheese actually and maybe just a touch of bacon. But mostly the cheese, so she hurried to get some. Then she noticed the look on the two of them and a MYSTERIOUS LETTER![color=f7941d]” Ohh… what’s in the letter? Guess bad news?”[/color] She asked, innocently, making an improvised cheese and bacon sandwich… without bread. Who needed bread when you got two slices of cheese instead?