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[color=Cornflowerblue][b]Time[/b][/color]: Evening 
[color=Cornflowerblue][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Righteous Tern - main deck 
[color=Cornflowerblue][b]Interactions[/b][/color]: Bardulf 
[color=Cornflowerblue][b]Equipment[/b][/color]: Oil-paper parasol
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Masako's acute senses picked up on Bardulf's discomfort. Instead of answering his string of questions she immediately sprang forward in concern. Her porcelain like fingers touched his forehead gently. Other beings seemed to able to gather information about another's person well being this way. It was a skill she was still trying to improve. 

[color=Lightblue]"You seem uncomfortable. What is wrong?"[/color]

The wind moved a strand of Bardulf's hair into his eyes which Masako gently pushed back behind his ear. She wondered what caused him to feel this way. Perhaps he was hungry and needed something to eat, or maybe his sleep had been terrible, plagued by nightmares. Unfortunately she didn't have much to offer him at this time. It proved much more difficult to care for someone when she wasn't living in a place where food and beds were readily available. 

The Warforged patiently waited on an answer. 
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