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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] 40 / 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] Sneezing
[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] 4/5


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It was the sound of movement and conversation from below which awoke BlackBerry from his dreamless sleep. He gave a low pitiful groan, blearily looking through the darkness of early morning, and then promptly sneezed a few times. BlackBerry gave another groan as he turned over and pulled the duvet and blankets up over his head in an effort to hide away from the cold morning which had invaded his room.

Muted chatter from below and the general sounds of life, and people entering and leaving continued to rise up even through the mattress and blankets. Meanwhile BlackBerry, hiding within his little cocoon, felt like he had been hit by a wagon; a tight invisible band had wrapped around his skull, snot filled his nose making it hard to breath, and something small tickled his throat making him cough. He had a cold and knew it was all that time last night running back and forth in thin robes which had done it.

Time was not on their side however, he reasoned, and there was too much at risk to delay their plans any further. Selfishly, he also thought downstairs would be a lot warmer than hiding in his bed with a now stone cold bed warmer. So BlackBerry with monumental effort pulled himself up and then sat on the edge of bed to recover. It took BlackBerry what felt like an age to ready himself for the day and put on his clothes with frequent pauses to sneeze, cough, and sniffle, not necessarily in that order. But he did survive the ordeal. Just.

[color=00aeef]"Good Morning All."[/color] BlackBerry said with his voice thick with snot when he entered the main tap room. [color=00aeef]"I trust you all slept well, and are ready to begin our investigation anew?"[/color]

Over his jumper, robes, and scarf, BlackBerry had also taken and wrapped around himself two of the thicker woolen blankets from his bed. A spectral arm feebly pulled the door closed behind him, while his actual arm stayed out of sight and safely warm within the blanket he wore.

[color=00aeef]"Would anyone by chance have a spare handkerchief please?"[/color] He sniffled pathetically.