[center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [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] 16 [color=FF6C5C][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A [color=FF6C5C][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Avonshire Main Street->Hayloft [color=FF6C5C][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A [color=FF6C5C][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A [color=FF6C5C][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A [/cell][/row][/table][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] Marita listened to the Dragonborn's reasons for seeking out the Sheriff, her face scrunched up in puzzlement. That certainly wasn't a reason she was expecting to hear about. The man definitely came off as a grizzled veteran, but more in the vein of one who spent most of his life on the force rather than somebody who would carry a title such as "hero." Certainly if she were in need of one with a reputation of that, Avonshire is definitely not a place she would seek such personage out. However, from the sound of it, he was getting rather far down this list of people to seek aid from. Regardless, this new tidbit of information lit a spark in Marita's mind, connecting a few more things regarding the situation in the region, although it likely had nothing to do with their biggest problems at hand. Marita noted that the first thing he went to when it came to providing assistance was combat prowess. They weren't necessarily wanting for that, but in the context of potentially the entire town being hostile, every bit helped. Judging by his martial-mindedness, lack of armor and light weapon, she guessed that he was like Hugh. To a degree. He certainly didn't seem the stealthy type. It would be seen if he was another such 'ki cultivator.' The cleric followed behind the Dragonborn and tried her best to shield herself from the rain, to little avail. Now was the time that she regretted not bringing her shield. It wouldn't have been a great source of protection, but it would have been leagues better than nothing. To make matters worse, their new friend completely fumbled his first question and the lady ran off before she could try to interject. When Blackberry turned around, the face he'd be greeted with was one of irritation and disappointment, devoid of surprise, makeup ruined and running from the weather. [color=FF6C5C]"It's about high time we get out of this rain,"[/color] Marita said authoritatively. [color=FF6C5C]"We and our compatriots are staying at a hayloft in town. There we can get dry, have some privacy and catch up on the current situation before any of us catch a cold. We're supposed to rendezvous with the others around now. Hopefully they haven't gotten into trouble somewhere we can't locate them. I'm Marita, and my partner over there is Victoria by the way."[/color] With that said, she turned around to go to the hayloft arms crossed to maintain some degree of warmth.