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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]
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After being deposited back on his feet BlackBerry set to smoothing his robes and straightening his cloak with as much indignation as he could muster with a glob of snot waving from his nose. Any other time BlackBerry may have joined in the fun, but heaving a head full of cold tends to make a person a bit more prickly than usual.

[color=00aeef]"I take it you have a very good reason for manhandling my person without so much as a 'How do you do?'"[/color]

They did, in fact, have a good reason. 

[color=00aeef]"A study?"[/color] He repeated while following them into the Coach House. His previous annoyance now completely forgotten. [color=00aeef]"Why a study? What makes you say that? How many studies does a man need?"[/color]

The inside was sadly not as warm as he would have liked, especially on such a bitter day. He followed in Lady Kathryns to the top of the basement stairs where he stood and listened to the hammering sounds coming up from below. There didn't sound to be much success unfortunately.

[color=00aeef]"We have resided here for several weeks now. Surely if there were a study inside we would have stumbled upon it, no?"[/color] BlackBerry called down the stairs before starting to rummage around in the cupboards for candles. He had a feeling they might be at this for some time and if they were to be exploring all corners then he at least would need some light. It hadn't gone unnoticed by BlackBerry that he seemed to be the only person who needed a candle to see at night. [color=00aeef]"Please correct me if I am wrong, Young Lizbeth, but did your Aunt mention the building had been renovated recently, if I recall correctly it had been shortly before our arrival? Surely if so they would have found something also. Ah! Victoria pleasure to see you back safe and well"[/color]

BlackBerry looked between Victoria and the closed taproom door expecting Kosara to have been on her heels, and bouncing in with news from the town. When such a thing didn't happen he turned back to Victoria and then noticed the windswept look about her; red hair had escaped its neat confines and her cheeks looked bitten raw by the cold.

[color=00aeef]"Is all safe and well? I do not mean to sound rude but you look as if you had come running here on  a brisk wind."[/color] A note of panic seeped into his voice as he continued. [color=00aeef]"And where is Kosara? Is she alright?"[/color]