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[h2][color=00aeef][i][b]Baronfjørd "Blackberry" Chedgusah[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=00aeef]Dragon Born, Monk (Astral self), Level 03[/color][/b][/i]
[color=00aeef][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 24 / 24    [color=00aeef][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 15    [color=00aeef][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Township Thoroughfare
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Lending a hand
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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His smile dropped.

[color=00aeef]"Oh. Well then... That's rather unfortunate."[/color]

BlackBerry clicked his tongue in thought and tried to distract himself from his immense feeling of foolishness. As the other two described it he might have just missed the Sheriff, possibly by a few days…and by going in completely the wrong direction.

[color=00aeef]"Last person I had spoken to assured me he was in Avonshire." [/color] Muttering to himself more than anything. [color=00aeef]"Oh well. Can't be helped I suppose."[/color]

His frown only deepened as the heavens began to open in a clear indication that he had, in fact, been on the wrong path. He threw a silent curse skywards and to whichever of the gods were no doubt having a good laugh at his expense.

[color=00aeef]"From the sounds of things you work with Sheriff Arbalest? The pair of you?" [/color]He stared down at the little pig when it had trundled up to the violet clad woman.[color=00aeef] "...oh, I apologise. The three of you?"[/color] He chuckled, a gentle smile already put back into place.

It was rather strange for the little pig to be wrapped up, but then again some of the other adventures he'd seen on his travels weren't any less strange at times. He supposed describing it as the pair working for the Sheriff was a bit generous, as the way the Violet clad one explained it sounded more like she owed the Sheriff a favour. He hadn’t been able to stop himself from tilting his head a little in some surprise when she had explained. That aside, if it were true that the Sheriff had sent some of his own from Darenby then maybe things are more dire around Avonshire than BlackBerry had first thought; he'd only been in Avonshire for roughly two days, but the innkeeper had warned him to be careful with people going missing lately. Although,

[color=00aeef]"You wouldn't perhaps know when the Sheriff might return, do you? It's rather important."[/color]

It was a (very) long shot he knew that but hoped this did not show on his face. But even if they said no he could either make his own way to Darenby and await Sheriff Arbalests return, however long that might take; or possibly even try to find his cousin instead, here in Avonshire. Had he heard something about Sheriff Albelast having a cousin? BlackBerry decided to mull over that tidbit of information later.

Right now however, Blackberry needed to focus.; his first priority was getting in contact with Sheriff Arbalest which the two women before him seemed to be his best so far. On a related note, it looked like they were in the middle of an important mission so he may as well lend a hand as best he could…they were after that young boy for some reason.

[color=00aeef]"Again I apologise for taking up your time. However, I do believe that I might be able to help you if you so need."[/color] Pulling himself under some cover out of the rain, BlackBerry began to scan over the heads of the crowd.

[color=00aeef]"I was just behind the man who laid those accusations against you when the child…"[/color] he rolled his hand trying to find the word, still snapping his eyes back and forth across the moving crowd. [color=00aeef]"changed just now, for lack of a better word. And I'm certain I heard someone say that they knew him. Unfortunately, I was somewhat distracted at the time but she had a pushcart with her, filled with vegetables or possibly fruit. With a bit of luck, she might know something."[/color]

He narrowed his eyes trying to see through the gaps in the crowd of people ducking their heads or pulling up hoods against the fat raindrops splashing all about them. There! Through a break in the crowd he caught sight of her as she paused for a moment to pull her own hood.

[color=00aeef]"Ah ha!"[/color] Jabbing out a finger, he cried. [color=00aeef]"Over there! I've spotted her by the baker's stall."[/color]

He stepped forward again with the intention to follow after the stocky woman if the other two chose to do so.