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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] 27 / 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] Coach House (Downstairs)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[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] 2/5


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BlackBerry blinked in surprise hearing that of all people Medician Floquet had opened the study. "I shall not enquire quite as to how she was able to." Common sense ruled the Medician didnt have a key, and reminded him they had bigger things at hand. So he settled for biting his cheek in clear  disapproval. [color=00aeef]"Oh. Well I suppose that does remove one obstacle."[/color]

He listened to the others as they laid out their own worries, concerns and smattering of information to the table. Frustratingly it seemed that while Victoria seemed to landed upon his worry she, like Lady Kathryn, had either missed his point or were yet to voice it themselves.

'A cypher' That was exactly what the message had been! But to get the full meaning of a cypher you had to know how to read it. As they had already discussed there were very few in these lands who knew Abyssal and even fewer who knew Draconic. They were being targeted, he was certain of it. His fingers drummed frantically upon the table. The letter hadn't been addressed to anyone in particular but the bearers had clearly meant to give it to them. So how had the sender, Farid al Ramil, known they would have even been able to read it?

[color=00aeef]"The Post may yet surprise us."[/color] He commented dryly to Lady Kathryns question of contact. He momentarily wondered if his own letters had arrived at their destination yet?

In the time Young Lizbeth spent in the kitchen keeping herself busy and filling the air with the delightful aroma of a mellow meal, Lady Kathryn began to put a plan together while Kosara worked to fill in the gaps of knowledge of the L'Rose benefactor, which he nodded along to without anything further to add.

[color=00aeef]"A fine idea, Kosara. This situation may become something more than we can handle alone, nor is it one I feel should be hidden away."[/color] BlackBerry commented through a barely stifled yawn followed by a wince when something in his side protested at his stretch. [color=00aeef]"I am sorry to say, Lady Kathryn, I am unfamiliar with the nature of a Lich beyond stories and legends. But saying that, it does make some sense with what little we do know of the situation. No, I would say I would be most useful in any translation of any further communications from the possible prince in question, or even related articles that we may find in our investigation."[/color]

At the announcement that food was ready (Now the most important subject of the evening) he slapped the table. [color=00aeef]"My that does sound delightful and just what we need on an evening such as this. Do sit Young Lizbeth you have done more than enough work. Here, allow me to ser-"[/color] The sentence was then cut off by a pained squeak just as he was halfway up out of his seat; the wound in his side had reminded him of its presence. [color=00aeef]"On second thoughts, I believe I shall stay seated for now."[/color]