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[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] 18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Public House
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[color=FF6C5C]"We've been targets since the moment we set foot in this town,"[/color] Marita replied in response to Robert's assessment. [color=FF6C5C]"The only difference between now and this morning is that he no longer needs to look for a reason to justify attacking us. But it's been clear from the moment we ran into him at the front gate is that he didn't want us in Avonshire at all and only barely tolerated our presence here."[/color] The cleric paused for a moment, looking at each individual party member before continuing. [color=FF6C5C]"I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, most of us do look like trouble and in the short time we've been here there have been several [i]incidents[/i], not necessarily related to the investigation at that. At this point, Cavendish's actions have placed him well outside the realm of upholding the law and I can't ignore it anymore."[/color] The final sentence was uttered more as a threat than a resigned realization.

Whereas Kathryn thought about other places to hole up in during the night, Marita's mind turned to friends, particularly the L'Roses. Mallard seemed like he could handle himself for the night. Or at least he would refuse to budge from where he was at the moment. It was probably too late to try to evacuate anyone outside of the township, but they could try to at least keep everyone where they could see them. Even if they were staying with a friend of theirs, the situation was far too sticky to trust them in an unverified situation like that. After everyone took a short break she would see about having the party split into two teams to try getting all the rest of their business taken care of before nightfall. Although she didn't have wounds to tend to, resting her voice would allow her access to her Order's Command once again. She wasn't sure how effective it would be against the upcoming threat.

[color=FF6C5C]"I don't believe any of us have anything more we need of you, Robert."[/color] Of course any of the others would speak up if they wanted to like Kathryn, but as far as she could tell, they were done for the night. He had helped as much as he could and given them valuable information. Speaking of which, the cleric felt she was getting the hang of reading between the lines of the pub owner's Geas-speech. Cavendish was a warlock, likely to some sort of devil. That last bit was purely speculation on her part, it seemed like the most likely scenario. As far as the ones they need to worry about, Cavendish and his men were obvious, but there was a feeling Marita had. There wasn't enough concrete detail to say this for sure, but what seemed to be the case for the infestation was whoever was the instigator for this plague started by infecting the major figures in town. Then, once they were in on the plan or geased into silence they could start picking off people one by one, usually those that would be most likely to be overlooked. Ones like the orphan boy from earlier weren't likely to be who Robert was referring to, so it was likely the other big players in Avonshire: whoever was at the Municipal building and Madam Marcie. If there was anyone else, the party likely hadn't met them yet, but probably would before the night was through. As stressful as the notion was, at least finally having the situation laid out bare would make things a lot less complicated.

Marita noticed both the look on Kathryn's face and Lea's trembling but didn't have the slightest clue on what to say to them. Being an emotional support was never part of her training, nor did it come naturally to her as it seemed to for others. Not to mention she wasn't doing the best job of keeping things together herself. How envious she was of Kosara at the moment, nothing seemed to get at her for very long.