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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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	Kathryn had won the game. What game it was she couldn't be totally sure. But she had won! She got to drink, to dance, had turned foes into friends, and gotten to show off just how strong and fun she was. So yes, a win. "[color=598527]Monsieur Laurent I meant no ill intent, my apologies for the treatment. I thought we were having a jolly good time![/color]" Kathryn exclaimed, but did try to pass on her apologies as best she could. Monsieur Laurent was a victim of chance and determination. Kathryn needed to slow down anyone going into the tasting room, and he was most persistent on going. He must be danced with. There was no choice! Kathryn did briefly tense, her smile erked hearing Monsieur Laurent call Kosara a pet. For a lot of people, that would end with getting knocked out. But that could be all the wine talking. And she had to remind herself that his words didn't mean that much to her anyways. She was pretty sure all those bridges got burnt anyways. Shame really... She would have really loved to establish herself with lands and power. 

	To her surprise, the bridges may have been burnt, but somehow at least one bridge still stood. Just one. A final chance to make things work. "[color=598527]Tarace Mosswater, You are a miracle worker with skills I could never hope to replicate. Thank you so much for your intervention.[/color]" Kathryn spoke warmly to the halfling. She had no idea how he pulled off such a feat, but she was very impressed none the less. Tea, next week. She would need to prepare and study up. He was a traditionalist, so she may not be able to go in her armor. Should she bring Lizbeth? She was the closest to a squire she had. Maybe a page. But she was mainly learning to fight, not other noble duties. She'd ask Lizbeth how she felt about it. But it would also be a learning experience for Kathryn too. 

	Turning to Cecily Kathryn spoke up with a soft tone and a humbling curtsy. "[color=598527]My apologies for the night Madam L'Rose. I got carried away with my drink and had falsely assumed a pleasant time for all involved. I shall taper my actions from here. Do let me know if I can make up for these transgressions.[/color]" Kathryn offered up her apologies in the most humbling tone she could muster. Though she turned a little indifferent to Laurent's night, she still wanted everyone else present to enjoy themselves.