[center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [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 (taproom) [color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Investigation (10), Insight (17) [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 [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.imgur.com/j0Vz324.png[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] BlackBerry welcomed Lizbeths enthusiasm for her borrowed book even despite the subject matter of them. He nodded and snottily [color=00aeef]'hmm'[/color] -ed and [color=00aeef]'Ah, I see'[/color] -ed as they braved the ordeal that was ascending the steps to her room, and then once inside the second story he replied, [color=00aeef]"I admit I have not yet read The White Book, no. But I am glad to hear you are finding the topic...interesting."[/color] He did struggle for the word. The topic of Death and even Undeath as Lizbeth insinuated did not strike him as good reading. Especially given the circumstances. [color=00aeef]"But you may find in further reading in other Gods or Deities similar branching or even contradictory claims of aspects of Life and even Death. I would not consider myself an expert in the subject but I have spent much time studying such beings, they do make quite the fascinating reading."[/color] Once they had equally perilous return journey back down the snowy stairs and inside the taproom BlackBerry decided to leave investigating outside until later when he had either warmed up properly again or his nose had stopped trying to run for the hills. By this time Victoria had already started to revive the fire and by the pile of books, scrolls, and other equipment on a nearby table was preparing for the long haul on her investigation. BlackBerry took the opportunity to try and dry off his improvised cloak removing the blankets and draping them over some chairs close to the fire where they soon began to steam. Next, was his own investigation which he changed to be simply checking the taproom floor (the idea of going outside again to aimlessly check corners of buildings didn't appeal to him) for any suspiciously square planks, worn areas, or hidden doors under rugs. His search also comprised of tapping or even stomping in specific areas trying to listen for any echoes that might suggest a hidden room beneath, as Lady Kathryn suggested the cellar was a lot smaller than the rest of the building. But sadly he found nothing more than a withering glare from Victoria across the top of her book. Even after all this, his cloak was still drying, both Lizbeth and Victoria were busying themselves reading, and Lady Kathryn had resumed her own search, so Blackberry decided to head into the kitchen to revive the fire there so it would be ready to cook with upon Kosaras return. He was about midway through feeding and drawing up the fire when he heard a strange noise but it only took him a second to recognise. [color=00aeef]"Lizbeth? Young Lizbeth, whatever is the matter?"[/color] He asked rubbing her back trying to soothe the poor girl. No real reply could make it through the painful weeping sobs but instead a crumbled up note was pushed towards him. He uncrumbled the note and read it. Hr read it again. And then a final third in the vain hope he gad been mistaken the first two times. His stomach sank with dread. It was a very good thing Victoria had interjected whe Lizbeth had stood and gave Lizbeth several words of advice as it meant the girl was facing away from Blackberry when he caught sight of her pale, gaunt, bloodless face. He was simply horrified at the change. BlackBerry waited until Lizbeth had gone downstairs before turning to Victoria and handed the note to her. [color=00aeef]"Have you read this? I believe it may support your thoughts, if we are thinking along the same lines."[/color] The shock of the moment had passed and now anger had begun to curl around his words. [color=00aeef]"Just as to Why Lizbeth has this.. "[/color]