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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] 13/ 21  [color=f7941d][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 12(15 Mage Armor)      [color=f7941d][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/a
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	Twas done! Evil Cloverwish guy was defeated by the combined efforts of the party present and apparently finished off by the grand and mighty Marita and her demonic finishing words. After all the stupidity, evil plans and possibly endangering the entire town, he was laying on the ground, cursed blood pooling underneath his slack form. Kosara was a bit far to hear the wet sounds coming out of him, but she saw him and his final moments… and then something off happened as darkness and evil voices descended… or ascended or side stepped or just appeared. Who the hell knew, but in any case, Kosara looked around in alarm at the spooky voice that was now monologing.

	At least evil monologues were revealing that this was Cavendish’s patron… Which put Kosara on alert and made her very very twitchy in her looking around in alert and then the screams started and Kosara’s already strained mind from her experiecnes earlier just went into full panic and preservation state, the white tiefling pressing her hands to her ear in desperate attempts to silence the throes of absolute torment that were happening to their recent enemy, but it wasn’t enough… She couldn’t suppress the screams, no, they tore into her psyche like a hot knife through butter, borderline snapping the cords of her mind in the process as she fell onto her knees and curled up, still trying to silence it all.

	As the screams finally ended, Kosara’s poor mind was still reeling from the experience. The entity… the presence spoke to her and in that one crucial point where she’d just break… her mind realigned as it had done a number of times before. Terror and psychological trauma pushed down, hidden beneath the layers of her cheerful childish self, everything ignored as a means of her own mind to protect itself from remembering her traumas or facing things she wish not recall. And like that as the voice faded and the town was freed of it’s unknown weight and presence, the entity was entirely erased from Kosara’s mind, hidden down in with the rest of the worst trauma triggers from tonight. She blinked a few times, stood up in confusion and looked around.

	Conclusions reached from what info her mind was piecing together again, she brightened up and cheerfully jumped up and down, her long white braid swinging around as she did, singing a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m3wH9K9cDcI]funny tune[/url].[color=f7941d]” VICTORY!”[/color] She proclaimed loudly, golden sword pointed upwards. Night might not have been over, but the current battle was!