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[h2][color=00aeef][i][b]Baronfjørd "Blackberry" Chedgusah[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=00aeef]Dragon Born, Monk (Astral self), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=00aeef][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 40 / 40    [color=00aeef][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16  [color=00aeef][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Driving the Wagon (6)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 5/5


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[i][color=00aeef]‘Not local in nature’ I bloody well should think not![/color][/i] BlackBerry wisely kept his mouth shut. 

He made a mental note to very much not eat anything from her bag. Gods alone knew what Morty I had walked through and fought before being prepared for consumption. However he couldn’t help but be drawn in by Victoria's explanation of how her summoning trick and the stead it brought into being, and he remembered the trick she had managed to perform as they had left the township some hours ago. It all sounded rather interesting from his perspective that music could be an actual force of magic and not just have some unseen ‘magical’ affect on peoples moods.

But all these ponderings were quickly put to the side when Victoria offered to let him try handling the wagon, he let the mule move ahead of him and hopped onto the bench next to Victoria excitedly.

[color=00aeef]“Not at all, I must admit. Though I have helped on occasion when it came to ploughing the fields; leading the draft horses to turn and such. I dare say there appears to not be much difference, just behind the horse this time.”[/color] 

As BlackBerry was handed the reigns the universe took a rare moment to look down upon the scene and give a sarcastic, single note laugh. Trying to drive a wagon mule on  an unfamiliar road on your own was very different to leading a draft horse in a familiar field by it’s reigns with the farmer also leading by the plough behind, and said farmer likely doing most of the work. The poor mule in question snorted when BlackBerry tugged too hard in one direction, taking them dangerously close to the ditch at the roadside, and then whinnied in abject protest when it was wrenched frantically to the other side nearly into the side of their companions wagon.

BlackBerry grimaced with embarrassment when Victoria understandably snatched the reins from his hands and pulled the wagon back into line with the sound of something in the back clattering about. [color=00aeef]“Yes, yes, uhh after lunch yes let’s. Perhaps you could ah take me over the very fundamentals beforehand?”[/color] 

While unfortunately there wasn’t enough time to set about making a fire there was time to enjoy a spot of lunch. Blackberry even offered up a few pieces of bread and cheese to Kosara to make some food for herself, and anyone else if they wished, and in the end the lunch had become more of a sharing buffet. During the preparations he overheard Lady Kathryn imparting some advice to young Lizbeth on grief and loss as the poor child had lost her grandfather. BlackBerry silently wondered if the man had perished recently during the Were-rat situation in the township. But now was not the time to think of such things, lunch was the current topic of choice.

[color=00aeef]“You can make rations go a little further by boiling them into a broth if needed.”[/color]  He commented through a mouthful of bread and cheese, with his hand over his mouth of course, and lamented at not buying some butter.

[color=00aeef]“However, I should not recommend it. It being a rather thin broth if it may be called that at all. I would much prefer keeping to more substantial foods however. I must say that pie smells delightful Miss Cecily. A recipe of your own I might wager?”[/color] 

The thought of food was quickly overturned by Korsara pointing out the travellers making their way towards them though BlackBerry didn’t look too hard. [color=00aeef]“Likely the same as us, travellers on the road from kingdom gone to kingdom come. We could invite them to join and see what news they bring.”[/color]