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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] Estate House -> Stables
[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] 4/5


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BlackBerry had been right to assume the rumour mill had already been working hard even in such a short time. He grimaced, almost winced when the conversation drifted towards the events of last night. Somewhat surprised by Jons chipper and conversational mood, having half expected the man to be tired after the festivities that evening; if he recalled Jon had been a big fan of the drinks on offer. BlackBerry enviously tried to recall the taste of the wine himself.

[color=00aeef]"Yes you are quite correct; Young Lizbeth is to be staying with us for a time. I would wager the young Squire-In-Training had been asking so as not to waste even a moment of precious daylight for her training."[/color]  BlackBerry squirmed against the half truth, thinking more that Young Lizbeth had been entrusted with them out of safety rather than the girls own requests. [color=00aeef]"I have no doubt you have seen also how she wears her armour with such pride as a robin in winter. The pair suggested they would be out this way this morning and so I came to find them."[/color] 

As the pair continued, the snow rising above their ankles as they descended the hill, he listened and nodded politely as Jon talked about his time there and of Monsieur L'Rose which he sorted neatly into the picture he was building of the man; currently one which any malicious deeds, possibly of bad decisions but made with the best of intentions, certainly without any clear signs of anything overtly evil (like blood sacrifices but the Hidden Warehouse did suggest otherwise).

[color=00aeef]"Well I suppose I am simply curious about the man."[/color]  Another half truth burned his tongue. [color=00aeef]"Do say though if I am overstepping, I understand his recent passing did come as quite a shock."[/color] 

Even saying that, guilt tugged at BlackBerry's mind like a flag pulled wildly in the wind. 'Ruffian', the word was unfair to Toombes, a victim of something he could never have dreamed of. They were coming up to the stable now. BlackBerry's eyes danced madly trying to follow the thoughts and worries running through his mind. He worried for Jon, for the other workers on the estate, wondering how many if any knew of the possible danger lurking nearby? How many more victims could there be lying hidden beneath the snow? Beneath his cloak his fingers tap, tap, tapped his thumb.

[color=00aeef]"Well...there is...one or perhaps two other things."[/color]  The horror of what he was about to say made BlackBerry stop in his tracks. He himself had warned Cecily not to mention the specifics of last night to anyone and yet he was about to tell Jon. BlackBerry felt that he owed the man, felt that if the truth came from someone else then he wouldn't have been able to look Jon in the eye. The man had been a good tutor to him and had likely taken more time than he should have done to make sure BlackBerry got the best knowledge from his work.

There were no good ways to tell someone about a death, even less good ways to inform someone of an 'un-death' of someone they may have known, and worse still to have to do so with another sneeze tickling the back of your nose. [color=00aeef]"I was able to find Toombes last night. I am so sorry to say that something else found him first and...there was nothing to be done."[/color] He kept the specifics hidden thinking 'vague danger panic' would be less disastrous than 'undead danger panic', the former could be written off as monsters or beasts while the latter...

The sneeze arrived to unceremoniously destroy the moment despite BlackBerry's best efforts to stifle it. [color=00aeef]"Worry not though Jon, I can assure you we shall not allow any further harm to anyone else."[/color]  He tried to put some bravado into his voice, standing as tall as he could even weighed down by blocked sinus's. [color=00aeef]"While I do not wish to alarm you, or strictly speaking not wishing to alarm you further, I do urge you to stay on guard until we are certain the danger is dealt with. And if you see or hear anything strange then please do notify myself or one of the others, do not risks either for yourself or anyone else."[/color]