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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] The Infamous Pear->Avonshire (region)
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How foolish Marita had been, thinking she would be able to get to be able to talk to the rest of the party. As soon as she had returned, most of the party was gone. Everyone save Kosara(who was busy writing) and Naivara. Marita didn't have anything against the girl, helpless thing as she appeared to be in every conversation up to this point, but she hadn't the slightest clue how she'd start an actual conversation that wouldn't immediately hit some dead end when the woodling would inevitably say something off-kilter. Thinking about it more seriouesly, she found that she didn't have anything to say at all. 

The only topics she felt confident in discussing at the moment were related to the mission, but as far as the mission went, there wasn't really anything worth discussing that hadn't already been discussed before this point. So she sat quietly, watching everyone else talk and go about their business. It was nice that Kosara now had some real clothes and would be slightly less of a sore thumb in addition to the obvious insulative benefits of her new outfit. The ensuing bonding scene was at once rather wholesome and an irritant, but that heralded the end of everyone's last minute shopping trips and the beginning of travel proper. Marita sat in the back of the wagon alongside Kathryn. Both because she had no business at the reins of this vehicle and to have as much distance between her and the odorous beasts of burden as possible.

Marita looked out over the scenery with much less appreciation than Kosara. She had been around areas like this for quite awhile now, not to mention having just walked 10 days through the land so it had all become quite mundane. She saw the shadows in the faces of passersby and felt additional dread and responsibility added onto the omens that had already been revealed to her. She wished to not have to be in this early frost. It made her hands ache. But at least some of them seemed happy with the traveling experience.

[color=FF6C5C]"I miss my home,"[/color] She said absently in response to the half-giant's remarks. [color=FF6C5C]"I haven't been anywhere quite like it since I left. We never had to deal with the winter frosts or summer heat the way they do up here."[/color] There was a lot more she could say, but her conscious brain decided not to let anymore slip without reason. There was too much potential shame to be had from recklessly reminiscing on the past.