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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:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Inside Silver Smith
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] Readying Action
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	Kathryn was glad to get some information on the Dagger. It wasn't much, but it was a lead. Next area over, near where Victoria's weapon was likely forged. High quality at that. This worried Kathryn, and only added to her fears that someone had planted the goblins there to stir up chaos. But without knowing their motives to do so, and without being able to translate the note, she had no way to get any further conclusions. "[color=598527]Thank you. You've been an amazing help to us.[/color]" Kathryn said softly with this new information presented to her. She then held a puzzled look seeing the stones that Mallard had pulled out. Kathryn watched in amusement as the smith explained what they were and how they could be used. She saw the logic in his plan. Though the party lacked the means to actively protect him, the ability to reply as soon as they could would increase his chances by a ton. And Kathryn had to admit, the place was as close to a fort as a personal dwelling could be shy of being purpose built from the start. "[color=598527]We'll keep this handy. And if we can help, we will. Our hope is to have this whole mess cleaned up as soon as possible.[/color]" Kathryn took the stone putting it into a pouch on her belt. It may come in handy before long she worried. The Sheriff being gone didn't help. They had some leads, places to go. But without anyone to give those leads too, and local support from someone in power, they would be on their own for a time. Kathryn was pleased to hear that Jacques was willing to teach her how to silver equipment. it would be a good excuse to reforge her family sword. It was likely damaged beyond repair, though it could be reforged. And if it could be lined with some silver as she did so? Even better. But something caught her attention with his comment. "[color=598527]What... What's happening over the next three days?[/color]" Kathryn spoke with hesitation. Were things about to get worse? How much worse could it be outside of the local law being run by corrupt monsters?

	Kathryn was relieved at least that Victoria was almost done. Though she didn't feel cursed, could she really tell if she was? Then again, Robert knew. She felt off, but she wondered if that was her over thinking a topic she knew frightening little on. If she was cursed, what could she do about it? Likely nothing at all shy of resisting it once the effects kicked in. Then there was the concern of the prisoner. A prisoner she had hoped would talk, but instead hissed when she offered him food and water. A prisoner that now was restrained, she didn't know what to do with. "[color=598527]It's still here as an offer, let me know if you're up for it.[/color]" She spoke with a defeated tone. She wasn't for the idea of killing him. And if he didn't talk willingly, she had no idea how useful he would be for information. But she saw it too cruel to just ignore his basic needs. But they were in no position to keep prisoners. Or too carry him about as they settled things. Especially if he fought back. And the last thing she wanted on the table, was torture. She could stomach a lot, but causing pain to someone just to cause pain? That was a line she could not bring herself to cross. She would soon find out, it's not one she would let others cross without her thoughts put into it.

	Kosara's outburst on Kathryn's treatment of the prisoner left a sour taste in her mouth. The more Kosara talked, the more Kathryn's face looked disappointed. "[color=598527]He is not the same as some goblin Kosara! He is a disarmed and disabled prisoner. And I will not allow for that cruel kind of treatment. We are not in any drought here, there is no shortage of food here. Yes, he is a cruel man who has done cruel and evil things. And if given the chance may do so again. That does not mean we have to cross that line. We're on the side of good Kosara. We are not going to do evil things just because we may benefit from it.[/color]" Kathryn took a deep breath. Her tone was sharp, but still calm. Kathryn found herself caught off guard that this woman she has had such a pleasant afternoon with would say something so... cruel. Kathryn wasn't sure how she should react to it. What she did do was stand herself between Kosara and the guard. "[color=598527]I will not let you lay a finger on him. Or anything else. If he makes a run for it, or tries to harm anyone, I will kill him myself. But we are not going to stoop to such levels as torture Kosara. I'm sorry he damaged you're coat. It was a nice coat, and you didn't deserve to be stabbed either. But the moment we cross that line, it's the moment we stop being on the side of good. Even if our intentions our pure.[/color]" Kathryn hoped that her idea of Storytale morality held up in this case. But she was unsure. She was unsure about a lot of things, and she worried that maybe she had less experience than she thought on how the world really worked. Kathryn was determined to not let the line be crossed easily though, and she held herself firm Ironically defending the enemy she was ready to crush moments ago.

	What nearly threw her off her response, was a knocking at the door. Kathryn bent over briefly to see what was up. And saw a human with dark hair, and a chef's apron. She couldn't see his face, but she could make out the sign that had previously been on the door. She stepped away from the boards over the windows and looked around at the others. She wasn't sure any of them were up for another engagement like before, and if this was a trap they would have to choose to face it head on or get out fast. They couldn't hide in here forever. Maybe she was just on edge though? "[color=598527]What do we do?[/color]" Kathryn whispered trying to not draw any additional attention.