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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]  Neil & Bob's Public House 
[color=f7941d][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color]   N/a
[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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	Kosara was thinking hard and possibly trying to reach mental connection that may or may not be there, but eventually as it was really just her overworking her little brain, gazing into the fire and thinking happy thoughts, that fire danced in a really pretty way.  So pretty way that in fact Kosara halfway gave in to the great snooze and somewhat drifted into sleepy thoughts still sitting by the warm and cozy fire. She did not fall asleep completely, but it was all a rather haze of sounds and words that made their way through the nice dreamy haze, making her let out soft snoozing sounds. She liked napping as much as she liked dancing and being active. Kosara liked a lot of things… happy thoughts and dreams of endless golden dunes, women in veil clothes dancing across sandstone floors, music and the noise of life at a tavern, the gentle silver light of the moon… golden scales that gleamed in the sun and moon lights…

	Days and nights spend around a fire much like this one, talking with her grandfather as he taught her magic and what’s right and wrong. The origins of stars and world… and what powers might one day be at her disposal. Suddenly a cold current briefly made its way inside the building, causing the currently almost topless Kosara’s skin to shiver in a way akin to the ways it did when one went too unclothed into the late night desert when the temperatures dropped and her sleepy eyes suddenly snapped open as she bolted upright like a snake had snuck into her lap. All memories, dreams and hazy mind once more forming into coherent whole[color=f7941d].” HE’S LIKE ME!”[/color] She exclaimed in realization, blinking and looking around[color=f7941d].” Cloverwish… Cavendish, he’s probably like me! A warlock as grandpa called me!”[/color]

	Suddenly realizing that Kathryn was standing, others looked serious and she was just confused for a moment.[color=f7941d]” Hmmm… what did I miss? Is it time to go?”[/color] She asked, merrily and hopped into her seat once more, buttoning up her shirt and putting on her nice gifted coat once more.[color=f7941d]” I tried to see if I can reach Grandpa and ask him for advice or to see if he can help with reaching a message to the Sheriff, but I couldn’t… anyhow I remembered! If Constable badguy wasn’t an overly magical originally and now wields magic, he’s probably a warlock! Like me…. Well not exactly like me, he’s probably a bad warlock! He vanished earlier, right? There are spells that can do that, Grandpa had suggested them to me, but I wanted to learn to heal instead.”[/color]