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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:N/A[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Hayloft
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A 
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	Victoria brought up a concerning point that Kathryn had overlooked, those who had returned. Though they lacked a proper list of those individuals. "[color=598527]We shouldn't need to find all of them, just a couple so we can get an idea of what's going on. Hell, maybe even ask them what happened and fact check them as best we can?[/color]" Sure it wasn't a detailed plan, but it was maybe something the party could spit ball with a little bit. Victoria had offered to do a share of the watch though, which seemed helpful until it seemed she meant her pet, the emergency snack. Though useful to have another set of eyes, Kathryn was hoping one who could talk, or reply to comments or questions. "[color=598527]Um... yeah... have a good rest...[/color]" Kathryn spoke as if trying to process everything still. Kosara taking first watch and Marita taking last watch meant Kathryn would still get a decent enough night of sleep taking second watch. 

	With a minor illusion cast from Victoria Kathryn was able to change into something to sleep in, though the illusion wasn't able to cover as much as she would have liked it did more then she likely could have done with hay bales. The casuals that sit under her armor, and wrapped up in her bedroll as if she was a walking burrito with nothing but her arm hanging out to carry her armor, all stacked together like a nice puzzle. From there, she went off to find a comfortable spot to sleep while Kosara kept watch. With that in mind, Kathryn once she found a spot to lay down did so with her armor to her back, and her shield over her body. 

	 Once she was still the alcohol had caught up the now unarmored half giant, and she was out like a lantern that had run out of fuel. She was certain she dreamed, but not for long enough to remember anything. She was woken up by Kosara for her own watch  in what seemed like moments, but she was rested. Once Kosara went off to her own bedroll Kathryn stood still wrapped in her own bedroll putting her helmet on, and leaving her shield wrapped against her back. Though she was sheltered, she felt unsafe outside of her armor, but she knew with some poor luck if she tried to get into it now she'd either wake up the rest of the party or be too tired to take it off once her watch was over. Kathryn sat by the brazier watching it as the flames reflected off her helmet. Though the night was quiet, this place was no fortress. Though she was among allies, she hardly knew these people. Though she trusted them to have her back in a fight, she had little understanding of their long term motives. 

	She shook her thoughts away from the direction they tried to steer her. She had no reason to suspect anyone here would ever turn on her. She had plenty of reason to suspect those who wronged her would. Tossing more fuel onto the fire the hayloft lit up briefly, illuminating a set of eyes and something metallic at hand. Kathryn fell back in surprise reaching for her hand axe, no longer present on her side. She calmed quickly once getting a focused look on Morty, and the bell sitting in his mouth. "[color=598527][i]...mother fucker...[/i][/color]" Kathryn spoke under her breath. In her moment of tired laps of judgment, she had forgotten about her own watch partner. She stood up looking at the pig, dead still. Realizing she may not have been as aware of her surroundings as she needed to be, she took a moment to walk quietly around the lower floor of the hayloft. Shy of herself, nothing seemed to move. She got one more look at the undead pig. Though on her side, in her tired state the first thought that came to mind was a fun fact Ser Lucas told her growing up, how pigs will eat literally anything. She wondered briefly if the undead pig thought of the party the way she thinks of bacon like in some fucked up circle of life. It did remind her though that next time she takes watch, she should be armed. Had those eyes not belonged to Morty she would have nothing but her shield at hand to protect herself. 

	It wasn't long until Marita signaled that it was time for Kathryn to get some more rest. Kathryn took off her helmet and gave the holy woman a nod of acknowledgement, and a bit of thanks. She spooked herself early in her watch and it effected her mood the rest of her time awake. Though it took longer to get back to sleep, she was glad to be resting again. Nothing to help fix an uneasy mood like a nice comfortable sleep with a nice solid wooden an steel shield to act as a second blanket.