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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] 38 / 40    [color=00aeef][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16  [color=00aeef][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] Sleepy
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Coach House (Downstais) -> Bed
[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 was taken aback by the saltiness of the dessert bread, trying hard not to pull any faces, and quickly learned to take Kosaras advice when first offered. He put down the fork and reached out/asked to be handed the honey and jams so he could slather a generous helping of each across his serving. BlackBerry, weighed down by general exhaustion and the memory of now healed wounds, sat in silence happily eating his now palatable sweet meal as the conversation moved in a similar sleepy manner around him.

He had to admit that the salty bready desert stuff did work a lot better with something sweet slathered atop than on its own. [color=00aeef]"This is delightful, Kosara. You must simply teach me how to make these."[/color] 

When Lady Kathryn offered to Lizbeth to stay in her room it gave him pause, but he quickly shut his mouth against any argument, and he only hoped she would be able to watch the girl for any strange behaviour. Despite Lady Kathryns attempt to reassure him earlier that Lizbeth may simply just be acting strange without any magical implications... BlackBerry couldn't quite shake the worry that something else was going on.

[color=00aeef]"It is not 'Adventuring Loot', Young Lizbeth. It is evidence for the investigation." [/color] A prideful part of BlackBerry tiredly pointed out. [color=00aeef]"By all means, once all things are settled or otherwise it is simply not longer pertinent to-to-to-"[/color] Blackberry buried his face into his elbow then promptly disappeared behind a flash of light with a [color=00aeef]'A-CHOO!'[/color], and then another, and then a third just for luck, finally followed by a small sniffle. [color=00aeef]"Bless me. On the note of investigation I recommend we strike while the iron is hot. Which is to say we should ask around and check over the study first thing before all else. Perhaps before or after lunch, Young Lizbeth you could put your training to show and demonstrate all Lady Kathryn has taught you thus far?"[/color] He added the last part to hopefully not extinguish Lizbeths enthusiasm for her training (certain Lady Kathryn would disapprove of such a thing even by accident) but he was still worried that if they delayed too long then someone else might get into the Study before they had a chance.

In some way it was lucky as now everyone was starting to take their own leave for bed leaving only himself, Kosara, and the remaining dessert breads in the taproom.

[color=00aeef]"Gracious me."[/color] A yawn escaped him as he too felt the siren call of sleep, and at this point he wasn't going to argue. [color=00aeef]"Thank you again, Kosara, for such a delightful meal. Make sure you do not stay up too late, I do hope you have a restful sleep and I shall see you in the morning."[/color] He took a moment to grab a candle and lit it by one of the others.

BlackBerry scurried as fast as he could outside, hunching with his back to the wind to protect the flame, and then up the stairs to the safety of his room. As quickly as he could he washed his face (the water from the pitcher was freezing cold) and peeled the now dry but no less dirtied and bloodied robes making  a metal note to wash the in the morning. His to-do list for tomorrow was growing rapidly. By candlelight he turned hi attention to the wounds on side and was reassured to see, aside from a few flakes of dried blood which he cleaned away, Victoria and Kosaras spell work had done a marvellous job closing up the injuries. He would have to see about learning such spell work himself sometime.

While the room itself was still cold the bed itself was thankfully warm and toasty thanks to the warming pan. After another round of sneezes, again each momentarily lighting up the room in flashes of blue, Blackberry blew out the candle and settled himself into bed. Under several layers of blankets and sheets, with the warming pan somewhere past his feet, BlackBerry wondered if he would even be able to sleep tonight after all the excite, plans, and questions the evening had revealed.

Barely a minute later he was soundly asleep and snoring away.