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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
[color=f7941d][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color]  Town’s Square 
[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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	The suddenly overly happy tiefling looked at her half giant friend with big excitable eyes and joyous innocent, but confused expression and tilted her head.[color=f7941d]” What do you mean? What was so upsetting?”[/color] She innocently asked in confusion, seemingly unable to understand what Kathryn might well be referring to. After all, Cavendish had crumbled to dust as the finishing blow had struck him, they were all in victory celebration phase now. All should be good in this story worthy of a bard recounting it in taverns! Mayhaps the start of their own glorious epic that would take place over meriad of events and locales!

	[color=f7941d]“Ohh right!”[/color] Kosara suddenly exclaimed in realization and bolted past Kathryn to the place where Cavendish’s meager remains laid, passing past V who had taken a shine to a rather nice knapsack it seemed. Ignoring the happenings around, Kosara was precision focused on a singular thing that had briefly came to mind as she recalled the constable. She used her sword to rummage around what was left of their adversary until the weapon moved the thing she was looking for which she quickly snatched off the remains and displayed to the others. It was Cavendish’s amulet.[color=f7941d]” It’s adorable! Also possibly evil, but still adorable! It's possibly evil or cursed, but it might summon that adorable little rat too! Maybe it's adorable evil rat, but point still stands, we should check it out later!”[/color] She proclaimed, showing it to the others. Kosara was NOT putting it on, even she wasn’t that stupid. Putting on suspicious pieces of jewelry that bore symbols related to were beasts and other magical schenanigans was a bad idea. For all everybody knew it was a medalion of a cult… or just e regular trinket… or magical trinket. Possibly CURSED magical trinket. So, no putting on the adorable medallion.

	[color=f7941d]“Hmm, the fire? Ohh yes!”[/color] She nodded, realizing that the burning force of life and destruction would probably do bad things to the local town. Granted the wet trees weren’t burning all that well so it might just go out on it’s own before long, or it might just continue to burn until it leaves the park. Yes better get something to deal with it.[color=f7941d]” You are right, indeed.”[/color] The tiefling agreed and hopped and jumped over back to the square paved center by the fountain, looking at the people who had just survived the fight with them.[color=f7941d]” To everybody present and cage free, we need to start fighting the fire and be fire fighters!”[/color] Kosara proclaimed loudly, booming her voice with prestidigitation to make sure she was heard.[color=f7941d]” So, does anybody here have experience with fighting fires to help here with this?… How do we even put out burning pitch!? I can snuff out small flames with magic, but some of these are not small at all! Looking for help and ideas!”[/color] The loud tiefling requested, looking at the surrounding townies that had escaped the cages, completely and utterly ignoring a certain comment made and realized about the nature of the abominations they fought.