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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] Ill
[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Coach House (Downstairs)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Perception 5
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Sneezing
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 4/5


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BlackBerry settled down in his seat without any complaint especially once Lisbeth had placed a warm bowl of fresh porridge in front of him. He wasted no time in ladling a few spoonfuls of honey into the oats.

[color=00aeef]"Thank you graciously, Young Lizbeth. I shall endeavour to thank Master Urmdus sometime today should I get the chance."[/color] He eyed the gifts and marvelled at how handsome they looked. Never in all his days he would have thought one could turn bug shells into such fine and intricate items.

The frail fiery limbs vanished from the world. He had been using them to help him dress earlier and beneath the smothering headache his concentration was about to go. Most importantly though, as had been drilled into him since he was a child, it was rude to display such abilities at the table. There was an audible sigh, followed by a sniffle, when BlackBerry started eating and the porridge quickly got to work warming him.

On the topic of dreams he added to Lady Kathryn, [color=00aeef]"Nothing too worrying I hope?"[/color] He recalled then that Young Lizbeth had been sleeping in Lady Kathryns room last night.

A buzzing sensation at the back of his nose distracted him, he grabbed the dishcloth and managed to catch the sneeze. [color=00aeef]"Kosara, I would happily take you up on such an offer, but it is simply a cold so I would not wish to trouble you. Simply staying warm and perhaps even some more porridge after this will suffice."[/color] He genuinely was already feeling a little better just for being up and about, and the warm room and porridge had taken some of the snottiness from his voice. [color=00aeef]"I would also not wish to tire you for in case any danger should arrive while you and Victoria are in town. Even more true if word from last night has spread."[/color] BlackBerry grimaced with regret for putting his worries out into the world the moment the words left his mouth.

[color=00aeef]"Victoria, if I recall from last night you mentioned speaking to Medician Floquet about her time during the War. May I have the Teapot please? Thank you. With any luck she may know something"[/color] BlackBerry put aside the now empty porridge bowl, despite his cold he had demolished his helping with vigour, and poured himself a steaming cup of tea (two spoonfuls of honey). [color=00aeef]"Myself, I shall be visiting Jon to make sure he got home safely and to see that no one else suffered any attack or scare."[/color] He took a sip of tea and let out another sigh as equal appreciative of the warmth as he was tired from being ill. [color=00aeef]"Once I am feeling able to of course. I do wonder as well of any tale or rumour of another place buried or forgotten as was the store room that was found."[/color]

BlackBerry sneezed again.