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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] 25 / 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] K16 --> K4
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Dash
[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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	They began to scatter. Though they had won and chased off their foes in the likely best scenario for the end of the battle, they were beaten, bruised, and they would struggle to fend off another encounter like that without a chance to reorganize, collect themselves, and maybe rest. Cavendish had gotten away, and Kathryn wished she didn't allow that to happen. But that was in the past. She could try to give chase but it was clear he was faster then her, and there was no telling where he went after the turn he took. In fact, it seemed all the guards had done about the same, though she took note of Blackberry giving chase to one of the guards. Kathryn followed after him wanting to keep him backed up, but seeing how roughed up Kosara was, and knowing that they would be separated from anyone else who could fight was too far behind to help much. It seemed Blackberry was far faster then many of their own members. Kathryn gave chase after Blackberry to make sure he couldn't be isolated from the rest of the party, at this point she didn't want to risk being dragged too far away from the rest of the party and being cut off. Cavendish must realize at this point that even being prepared the party at full strength was going to be a slug fest ending in the winner winning by the skin of their teeth. A battle that he must know could go either way in his case. But if he could separate the party, his odds were far better. And once the party was out of the way there was no telling who'd be able to stand in his way. Even if doing so was getting gut punched with a hammer and being flattened into the cobblestone...

	Kathryn gave chase, shield and hammer in hand, and rusted and chipped chainmail rattling and clinking with every step she took. Sprinting with what effort she could muster she was able to spot Blackbarry quick enough engaging the guard. What she was also doing, was keeping Kosara, Marita, and Victoria in sight. Though the battle was winding down it didn't take much to spark up once more again. Kathryn couldn't reasonably catch up to Blackberry and be of any use, and doing so would leave the rest of their party considerably less protected should any of the other guards choose to return. "[color=598527]Blackberry, he's not worth it! Get back here and let's regroup. Let the hurt dog run.[/color]" Kathryn said the last line with a bit of spite in her tone. Though her pleas were met with Cavendish's laughter, they were winning and it was clear to the guards as much. As well why they ran now. They were beaten and they wouldn't gain anything from chasing them outside of a prisoner to take care of or a dead guard on their hands. If he wasn't able to disengage she could attempt to sprint over and help him get free, but she couldn't risk abandoning the rest of the party over a chance for a prisoner. 

[@Sigil] Guard 4!