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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 --> Meeting point
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[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 absolutely loved the idea of ending the night on sampling more wine. Sure, wine wasn't her go too. But even she had to admit this was some damn good wine the winery had at their disposal. Buuuuuut the others were not present. So... That would slow things down sadly enough. Kathryn was ready to go and grab everyone when Lizbeth ran in to greet them all! Give them updates! And help wrap up such a wonderful night! Or so she hoped... BB was attacked. BB was hurt. Sure, he survived and was patched up. But he was hurt, and Kathryn had brushed off helping the man. Could she have made a difference? Could she have helped? Yes. Simply put, yes. She was armed, had a couple of her runes, and at the very least could throw some attacker a good distance should worst come to worst. Instead, she was here getting shitfaced, planning political moves, and relaxing. 

	With the words Lizbeth spoke Kathryn's posture and facial expression quickly changed into something far more serious and dark. Now it was time for Kathryn to become the profesional she was deep down. Not political, not social, the warrior side of herself was ready to take the reigns and kick some ass. "[color=598527]Let's go Cecily.[/color]" Kathryn spoke matter of factly as she strode to the exit, one hand on the hilt of her sword. The poor blade needed much more work, but it was a good sword none the less. Should some dumb bastard get between her and those she intended to protect they would feel the old blade's sharp edge. Or be ripped in half should Kathryn have her way. 

	Kathryn made her way outside into the frigged snow and did regret not bringing something warmer than her simple coat. At this point she would have to keep moving to keep warm, something she was more than used too at this point. It would be nice to say Kathryn caught up quickly, but she was far from the fasted in the party, and she also had a delayed start compared to the others. But their tracks were easy enough to follow. The path being lit helped as well. Should Cecily decide to not come Kathryn wouldn't force her. Her main priority was making sure that BB and the others were safe. If Cecily did come Kathryn would do her best to keep pace with the woman so neither of them would be too far from one another. 

	She could have sworn she heard Kosara yelling, so picking up the pace she did the best she could to catch up and assess the situation. Everyone still seemed to have all of their limbs at least, or at least as many as she saw when she last saw everyone. "[color=598527]What the hell happened?![/color]" Kathryn asked not really sure who she was directing the question to amongst her party. She did take a moment to rush over to BB to make sure he was alright. "[color=598527]I'm so sorry BB, are you okay? Who's head am I ripping off![/color]" She wasn't totally sure if she was being literal herself, but she was furious. With herself, and whatever dumb shit attacked her friends.