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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]  Town’s Square
[color=f7941d][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color]   Thaumaturgy(booming voice)
[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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	Arrival at their destination, through the dark wet streets and the occasional onlookers from behind barred and closed windows and doors took a little bit of time as expected, but Kosara joyfully led the journey ever on! Dancing step after dancing step, practically gliding and bouncing. It was a full dancer really, but a step here and a step there, light bounce every now and then to keep the pace and energy going!

	When they finally arrived, Kosara noted the drab surroundings. Gone were the entertaining and mood lifting props of the festival. All that remained at this place were a bunch of pitch barrels and two cages with people. Some of whom she recognized like Cecilly and of course the jolly fisherman that appeared to only know one sentence and Kosara didn’t mind at all! She gave them a wave and a smile, before her eyes glided over, focusing and the target of ire, Cloverdash! He was hiding behind the fiery barrels… you know… like a coward! Or maybe he was one of those moth things she was hearing about every now and then?

	Sure enough Kathryn proceed to give a knightly heroic speech about giving them an option to run away. She blinked at the warrior woman and pouted at her, before looking at the beings across the fire barrels. She could only recognize ol Cloverwish and some other sets of eyes. She had the feeling it was monsters… or monsterfied thugs. Or maybe it was ratmen again. The pale white haired tiefling aimed her sword at Cavendish’s direction with a flourish.[color=f7941d]” Big words coming from a person hiding behind a wall of fire! What’s more… are you standing on one of the barrels to appear bigger?” [/color]She asked, using thaumaturgy to make her voice boom 3 times as loud as she did![color=f7941d]” Shame on you, Cloverdash! You should be protecting these people! Not use them for whatever nefarious purposes you are thinking of or being ordered to! Come here to take your punishment like a man and maybe then we can talk afterward!”[/color] She proclaimed with her loud booming voice that probably reached a good bit further than normal given it’s magical boost. She was eyeing the shapes behind the barrels and was trying to figure out if they were close enough to said barrels that if she blasts one of them, they will get caught in the explosion of burning pitch. Though she also spared the cage a few more glances, wondering if a good Celestial Blast can burst it open. She might be forced to give that plan a go very soon. Cause she doubted Cloverdash would surrender. No she was certain that in true heroic tale fashion, he will fight because he is the bad guy in the current events.