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[h2][color=f7941d][i][b]Kosara[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=f7941d]Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 03[/color][/b][/i]
[color=f7941d][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 21/ 21	[color=f7941d][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 12(15 Mage Armor)	[color=f7941d][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=f7941d][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color]  Silversmith's, interior 
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[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/A
[color=f7941d][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A 
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	[color=f7941d]“Alright Mr Mallard.”[/color] She eventually quipped back to the silversmith after having the realization of the fact that he was a smith not a Smith. Very different things those. A mr Smith and a mr smith were not the same things and only the vocal intonation differentiated those, something that she had trouble with in these foreign lands. Most things were understandable enough, but on occasion some things would slip. She did have huge pout at the fact she wasn’t allowed to break the rat’s leg still.[color=f7941d]” Yeah, getting back would probably be a good idea. We can rest there and then before figuring our next course of action.”[/color] She agreed with Kathryn on this one.[color=f7941d]" As for the L'Roses, where could we send them in expedient manner? It's not exactly safe to travel the roads and nobody could ensure they wouldn't be chased after or that they wouldn't encounter tree goblins."[/color]

	She paid a bit of attention to the work that V was performing and her rituals. Those were interesting in their execution in a way that probably only bardic ritualists of their purple clad fabulous entertainer’s group could. Kosara herself was more used to a bit more traditional rituals involving stuff like sacrifices, fires and other various things. There were those present here too, but the lack of desert related influences was quite distinctive. The possible mention of that hammer being something negative had her glare at the thing with as much kitten fury Kosara could muster, but in the end her attention was snapped away from the bard and to their stirring guest. She was eyeing his legs every now and then, contemplating the possibility of jumping over and stomp on one of those and if she would be intercepted. She really didn’t understand what the issue was. It was non lethal way of punishment that would ensure he couldn’t escape or be a danger to anybody anytime soon. Granted maybe he could heal faster? She wasn’t completely sure on that one and if wererats could heal faster, but still it would take him out of commission for a while.

	[color=f7941d]“Hmmmph.”[/color] She grumbled and went over to where her coat was drying by the fire and just plopped back down next to the fire now that she had healed the fancy dragon berry pie monk. She decided to just take the time to stand by the warm fire and rest until they were ready to head back out again, but she did KEEP an eye on the rat. It would take a single well placed Celestial Blast to make a mess of him if he tried anything!