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[h2][color=598527][i][b]Kathryn Pyke[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=598527]Human, Fighter (Rune Knight), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=598527][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 49 / 49	[color=598527][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 19	[color=598527][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] Drunken Clutz
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Vineyard Storage Room
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Persuasion!
[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A 
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	Things could be going a little easier. However, some things were going Kathryn's way! Kathryn had slowed down the other tour group despite her failed effort to dance with Cecily. Buying time, that is what she could do for now. Annick was on her way to get the others, and Kathryn was hoping it would be enough time. She also hoped she wouldn't make too much of a fool of herself in the process. SO far, she seemed to just be making a light fool of herself. Very manageable for a festive drinking night. Her true savoir? Craft Master Rens!

	He was an expert at helping Kathryn get shit faced. Really helped buy into the too shit faced to limit her own impulsiveness! Fuck yeah. "[color=598527]Well if you think of a favorite of yours I'd love to hear it. As for the former master of wine... Keep a tab on that thought, I'd like to stay local for a moment so we can sample some of the stock here.[/color]" She didn't want to accidentally bring her own group through and create problems with her party while they snooped. So, she'd keep them here for just a tad bit more. The man even came through when Kathryn's attempt to slow Cecily stalled out. That Champion of a man had come through, and offered up some music! "[color=598527]My Dude![/color]" Kathryn exclaimed as Master Rens began singing. Kathryn's face was smiling so wide while she had the time of her life stalling. Despite not dancing with Cecily Kathryn was overall winning. Helping her people, drinking, and having fun while doing so! Not only could he sing, he could sing music that Kathryn wanted to stomp her foot too and throw people around in. Shame the lack of a dance partner would limit her options. 

	Monsieur Laurent was complicating things again. So again, Kathryn would have to attempt to woo her magic and Feminine charm. As he moved to circumvent the fun, Kathryn moved to intercept. Height alone when she moved she presented an obstical that was worth trying to avoid collision. She had a natural skill at herding people who didn't want to get crushed under her boots, and Monsieur Laurent was no exception as Kathryn spun herself in front of him. "[color=598527]You're leaving so soon? Such a party pooper![/color]" Kathryn said trying to suppress a giggle. Taking a sip of the bottle that she had sampled earlier, she set it down wide toothy grin on her face. "[color=598527]We have wine and music here, so have a drink, and dance with me Monsieur Laurent.[/color]" She spoke with the booze finally beginning to hit her, a soft hint of an elvish accent sweetly blending into her words as she spoke. Her normally sweet and reserved tone dropping an octave as drunken confidence took over. 

	When he agreed (More or less) Kathryn took both hands with a cheerful grin. "[color=598527]That's not a nooo![/color]" Kathryn exclaimed as she sing songed taking both of Monsieur Laurent's hands in her own. The calicious doing wonders for the woman's death grip on the man's hands as she began dancing rather aggressively to Master Rens tune! "[color=598527]I have no idea the words to this song![/color]" Kathryn cheered as she began to spin in circles in the storage room, her hostage forced to dance along as letting go could mean being sent off to gods knew where, and required the willing release from the half giant who just found herself a new play thing. Escape would prove difficult for even the most determined and skilled foe.