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[h2][color=f7941d][i][b]Kosara[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=f7941d]Tiefling, Warlock (Celestial), Level 04, Barbarian, Level 01[/color][/b][/i]
[color=f7941d][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 34/ 34 [color=f7941d][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 12(15 Mage Armor)      [color=f7941d][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/a
[color=f7941d][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Back to the Coachhouse!
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[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/a
[color=f7941d][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/a
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	[color=f7941d]“Fairly certain that fate dictates all adventurers are by universal law obligated to stumble upon madness and weird things happening on a regular enough intervals.”[/color] Kosara quipped, pondering back to the many tales of adventures that she had heard over her life until this moment of time.[color=f7941d]” It’s either that or the world is always in the process of trying to get worse… could be either or both.”[/color] She added with a happy smile, given the subject matter, she probably shouldn’t be happy about it, but what goes in Kosara’s mind is a mystery even to herself.

	[color=f7941d]“Alrighty! Let’s meet the others!” [/color]The white haired tiefling exclaimed, jumping animatedly, arms moving about as she pointed at the Coachhouse briefly before she began stomping across the snow covered earth with all the energy of a child who has had one too many cookies with way too much sugar in them. A valid danger if one was to ask Kosara’s family, getting her on a sugar high was an experience, but so was allowing her to drink natural halucinogenic cactus water.

	[color=f7941d]” I’ve returned with at least some information and also brought a friend!”[/color] Kosara exclaimed as she stormed into the building through the door. Loose long while hair flying around her from the momentum. The warmth of the Coachhouse hit her right away, bringing a huge happy expression on her face as she took in the scene and realized that at first glance it was V and Lizbeth here. Also a lot of taken tables with research materials maybe. Probably Vs?[color=f7941d]” Hey! Liz, V!”[/color] She greeted them with a smile. [color=f7941d]“This is Daxos, said he had work with the Vineyard, so got him to tag along! He’s my new friend! Can we keep him? He’s way better than the fancy sneaky surly monk!”[/color] She then introduced her companion in her usual rapid fire manner of speaking as she was animatedly gesturing to the dwarf and sounding like she was asking if she could keep a random kitten she found by the roadside.

	It was around this point that Lizbet's current appearance. That brought the tiefling woman a bit short and rendered her still and surprised.[color=f7941d]" Lizbet, are you alright!?" [/color]She asked as she bolted over to get a better view of the younger girl, noting that V wasn't appearing to be panicking in the situation. As she took a good look of the girl and began recalling all sorts of little clues and pieces they had gotten over their stay here.[color=f7941d]" Ah..."[/color] The tiefling made a sound of realization as she looked at Lizbet again and then at V.[color=f7941d]"Ahhhhhhhh..."[/color]

	[color=f7941d]"Told you it wasn't me the Ankheg was reacting to!"[/color] She pointed a finger at V.[color=f7941d]" So Lizbet's kind of demidead... both alive and dead, but not quite really dead to be an undead. She is growing so she's not true undead, teh dead do not grow."[/color] Kosara quipped, thinking hard.[color=f7941d]" Would explain some of the things I've been noticing... like ridiculous stamina and cold resistance..."[/color] Kosara was off in her own little land of brainstorming and sleuthing.