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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] Madam Marci's Honey Barn --> Streets of Avonshire
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[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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	Kosara seemed rather excited for working at the Honey Barn. Kathryn supposed she got why, but it wasn't the kind of work Kathryn was as open too. It left her feeling too exposed. She felt naked without her armor on, and doing it for show was a great way to make that feeling much worse. Kathryn would stick to manual labor tasks to help earn extra coin when needed. "[color=598527]She's right Kosara, we have enough problems without aggravating the constable. Take it easy, and if we get things smoothed over, try and apologize.[/color]" She paused a moment herself before continuing. "[color=598527]I also need to work on that a bit too. I don't want to have to deal with the law on top of our already growing list of problems.[/color]" Kathryn listened to as Madame Marcie explained their business deal with the constable. It didn't sound good, or legit. It sounded like something you'd offer a street gang so they wouldn't burn down your place of business. "[color=598527]If... that's a problem you regularly deal with, let us know. We'd love to help.[/color]" She still held in mind she needed to make amends where she could with the constable. But this was getting darker and darker by the moment. First the back alley talks, and now a [i]Protection Gig[/i]. The whole thing gave Kathryn the shakes. She tried to job her memory of the places that Madame Marcie mentioned. And though they were familiar, and she'd likely recognize them with the right reminder, she had nothing.

	No secrete door to be offered, but Kathryn figured as much. But a back door through the wash room could do. There were many streets and breaking line of sight for long enough could work. "[color=598527]Thank you for your help. We really appreciate your assistance, and we only hope we can do the same for you someday.[/color]" Kathryn turned to Kosara. "[color=598527]Important things have come up, we can come back when our friends are not about to be caught unawares.[/color]" Kathryn said in a serious tone as she stormed her way full of concern towards the baths. Madame Marcie asked about Kosara's comment about the Goblins and the Constable. Sometimes Kathryn wished her tiefling friend had a bit more a filter. "[color=598527]Their not related no. Two separate issues we're dealing with at the same time is all.[/color]" She hoped they weren't related. It would add yet another layer of complications to the list of growing concerns and theories Kathryn was working with. "[color=598527]We're doing mercenary work Kosara. That's why people keep saying we're mercenaries. The work we're doing is work mercenaries tend to do.[/color]"

	Then a woman barged in to get Madame Marcie's attention. She was talking about the rest of their team, one of the missing people, and... A monster? Kathryn saw the look the woman made looking at herself and Kosara and she went wide eyed. Kathryn shoved on her helm and tightened the belt. "[color=598527]Sorry we can't stay Madame Marcie, we look forward to catching up properly and look forward to helping out where we can but we got to go now sorry by![/color]" Kathryn said in a single breath as she forced her way out of the door with a thud that sounded like she would have removed the door with her should had it not given way. "[color=598527]Come on Kosara! We gotta go. The other's need us![/color]" She hoped she wouldn't cross the constable on her way to them. Mid day. They were so close to mid day. She hoped she could find the others before things got out of hand. On her way over and with Constable Cavendish on her mind, she decided she didn't want to risk their hideout. But she had to meet up with them somehow. "[color=598527]Kosara, we can't go to the hideout. We can't risk being followed. We'll go and wait outside the public house and try to catch the others before on their way through.[/color]" Kathryn said at a running pace struggling to get the buckle on her helmet to stay closed. Another piece of her equipment that wasn't handling the wear and tear of time very well. It soon closed and locked into place. She hoped things wouldn't break into a fight, but she didn't want to get caught with her head exposed if one were to break out.