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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] 13/18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] None
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Avonshire Town Center
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The sudden onset of darkness set Marita on edge. She as well as everyone else was too worn out to deal with much more in combat, let alone any great powers of evil that may have decided to disgrace the township with their presence. Fortunately for them, it did not appear that it had a corporeal form with which to threaten them, but this brought into clarity for Marita how out of their depth they were at the moment. However, one other point stuck out to her from the final conversation Cavendish had with his patron, that he had [i]mostly[/i] accomplished what he had been trying to do, and that was still the biggest pain point in her understanding of the situation: just what exactly was the constable trying to do over the past few months? If she couldn't figure it out, chances were that the next mortal this being managed to manipulate into doing its bidding would be able to finish it without much difficulty, which could spell disaster.

That said, Marita watched on as Cavendish rapidly rotted and melted away. It was a grisly sight, but she had seen more than her fair share of carnage, the more offputting aspect of the destruction of Cavendish was how disgusting it had been. Perhaps she should have been expecting it given the nature of lycanthropy being spread along with the the filth that the flesh abominations arose from, but the sight of flesh turning to maggot-ridden sludge made her stomach churn more than the screams of anguish or tendrils of darkness.

Marita's body tensed up when the voice turned its attention to the party. Catching the attention of such an entity could only bring trouble upon their heads, and she had had more than enough of that over the past few days. She listened to its terms and looked at each of the others for their reactions to their offers, if there was any. It was actually very relieving personally that she had already told the others early on about her past to some limited degree; she didn't have to worry about getting outted against her will by a shadowy patron of disease and vermin.

As far as the deal offered to her, she at most gave it half an unformed thought. The cleric was far more sympathetic to the likes of devils than most people, let alone clerics of Law deities, but her experiences with outsiders made her a fair bit more knowledgeable and tolerant of their tactics than the others here. Was it trying to imply that it could reunite her with a family member or old friend who survived? She did miss her family, but it wasn't something she desperately wanted, especially not from something she just watched melt its servant. There wasn't much that it could offer her at this moment that she'd be seriously tempted by.

What she was more interested in was if it held any sway over the others. Kathryn, Blackberry and Kosara all reacted with varying levels of severe psychological distress, completely normal for those who have not had many dealings with the profane. Oddly enough, she was the only one directly offered anything, the others were attacked at perceived weaknesses regarding their pasts. Unsurprisingly, Victoria handled this turn of events the best out of the rest, Marita couldn't tell what she thought of it, but knowing the bard, she likely at least considered the offer being made. Victoria had shown herself to be the type to easily refuse chances at personal gain. The presence's words about their little necromancer also was the one that piqued her interest most. She knew from the moment she met Victoria that she was a bad omen, but it had simply been her intuition up until this point. She never would have expected to receive validation from a source like this, but it was perhaps the second most valuable thing it told them in its short time there. It wasn't likely that the others paid much attention to that since they were too busy dealing with the rest of the trauma of the situation, but Marita wouldn't forget and she'd pry out the meaning of those words from the bard one way or another.

When the voice finally left and they were left to their own devices, she wasn't entirely sure where to go from where they were. From the outside perspective, they had successfully saved the township and potentially the rest of the harvest festival as well as accomplishing the mission the Sheriff had sent them on and more. But as far as Marita was concerned, they hadn't won much of anything at all. The root of the issue hadn't been dealt with, and it was only a matter of time before something else sprang up to take its place. But what exactly they could do, if anything was a massive question mark.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to take stock of the situation. At this point, she doubted that the guards were still around after the previous display. If getting shouted at by your boss wasn't enough to get you to actively engage in the battle, watching him be ripped apart by the dark forces he wielded definitely wouldn't stoke the flames of morale. On the part of the cleric, her appearance was an absolute mess. The outfit she wore was completely ruined, burned and covered in blood and viscera. She'd need to thoroughly bathe to get the dead rat smell off of her. But compared to most everyone else, she was better off by far. The only wounds she had suffered during this entire mission were a few burns from her march through fire, and they would heal rather quickly.

[color=FF6C5C]"I'm fine."[/color] Marita replied to BB, as she quickly fixed up her hair. [color=FF6C5C]"Unless someone needs immediate medical attention, we should get some people to help control this fire before it burns the entire town down, then we should check in on Cecily."[/color]