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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
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color]  Rose River Vineyard (tastingting room) ->  meeting spot
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Perception (19 + 2)
[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] x/5


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Jons eyebrows knitted together for a moment when, after polite introductions were made, Lady Kathryn offered her thoughts on his suggestion. "Oh no, Miss, Horseshoes its a game we play sometimes. You throw them y'know." He threw an invisible horseshoe across the room. "Aim for some pegs and score points." After draining the glass he moved towards Rens to make sure that if there were to be any more drinks on offer during the tour that he would be first in line. "If you pop down sometime you're  likely a lay-about or two will already be playing, or BlackBerry here can show you how it's done; He's got one hell of an arm on him."

BlackBerry's eyebrows on the other hand were in the middle of what could only be described as an interpretive dance back towards Lady Kathryn. The up, down, side to side and cha-cha-slide could then be roughly translated to; [color=00aeef][i]'If you both disappear sometime this evening I wont wonder where you've gone, or try to find you.'[/i][/color]

However he said, [color=00aeef]"No no, lady Kathryn do not trouble yourself."[/color] He waved away the suggestion. [color=00aeef]"As I  said I shant be going much further than the fields, if that at all. With any luck I shall be back before the tour has started proper. Do save a glass or two for master Toombes and I if you would, please."[/color] He gave the request to the room at large before he left.

He retraced his steps through the cellar and soon found himself back out side where the wind and snow snatched away his breath as he chattered out a stunned, [color=00aeef]"Cold as Aurils breath!"[/color]

BlackBerry stood there in the meagre shelter the doorway offered stamping his feet as he waited for a gap in the slow dance of fat snowflakes. Barely a few minutes past before he got bored, and cold, simply standing around. Thankfully the path towards the was well lit but lanterns dutifully laying out the path he was to follow even when hidden by the snow. His first destination was the most obvious and he hoped his only destination; the meeting spot Rens had described to him. While not overly familiar with the spot he still knew vaguely the way to go. He was ever thankful for the shoes he wore as with each step the snow crunched under foot.

A figure appeared, coming into view behind the curtain of snow fakes as he neared the meeting spot. The silhouette did not move. Plus, BlackBerry was too far away to pick out any meaningful details from the figure.

Emboldened though by sight he walked a bit quicker hoping his quest was at an end. BlackBerry pulled the layers of robes tighter about him as he hurried closer.

[color=00aeef]"Hello there!"[/color] He called through chattering teeth to the figure. [color=00aeef]"Frightfully cold this evening is it not?"[/color] He would wait until he was closer before asking the figures identity, with any luck it would be Toombes though he had no real idea of what the man looked liked other than he had a lot of tattoos, but asking someone to strip in the middle of a snow storm frankly did not seem like a sane request.