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[h2][color=598527][i][b]Kathryn Pyke[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=598527]Human, Fighter (Rune Knight), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=598527][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 49 / 49	[color=598527][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 21	[color=598527][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Tap room --> Basement --> Tap Room
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Failing the puzzles
[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Meeting new people!
[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] being rightfully guilted!
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	Victoria's assessment of Lizbeth was informative. Though it made really little sense to Kathryn. The only magic she even had an apprentice level grasp of was old style runic magic. And even then she was rather far from an expert. Her magic was still messy, was sometimes unreliable, and proved to be rather volatile at times. Sure, she didn't explode when she used her magic. But some days the runes felt like they were burning hot. And other days it made her ill to press her magic too far. A part of her wanted to help, but apart of her now worried she made things worse. But for the first time in a hot minute, Lizbeth was getting the answers she needed. But there was more to know. More to learn. More to understand. But, she hoped that Lizbeth would be okay. If anyone could understand the sort of magic that she was experiencing it had to be Victoria, right? 

	It was clear that the warrior giant was no puzzle expert. Sure, she was smarter than the average commoner, but that by far didn't make her an expert. It did however make her surprisingly literate. And she knew a few fun poems. But when it came to this fucking puzzle box? She had no luck. She tried pressing the mushroom looking button, and it reacted. Then... Unreacted. "[color=598527]Mother fucker.[/color]" She stated in a single breath as she then began attempting to puzzle out the box. She wasn't ready to snap it open just yet. But the temptation was there. She was not as patient with inanimate objects as she would like to admit. Alas the more she fussed with it, the more tempting twisting it apart was. Her rather brutish impulses were tampered when BB approached, and offered to take a crack at it. "[color=598527]Be my guest. I'm a step away from finding the closest thing to a lid on it and twisting it off.[/color]" She joked with a smile, though she was tempted. Like really? What is the worst that could happen from that?

	Then BB got the box open. Doing it so easily that Kathryn felt like maybe, she wasn't as smart as she thought she was. Maybe she did need to pick up a private tutor again? Maybe learning half the words you knew in common from whores that the knight that trained you brought back to your shared dwellings wasn't a proper way to learn the language. Even if it was kitty corner from your own homelands language. But BB had figured it out! "[color=598527]Well. I'll be damned. You got it![/color]" Sure, she was upset that she hadn't figured it out. BUT! it had been figured out! And that was a huge win! When asked about a key, Kathryn found herself gleeful! Maybe she could do more than just be muscle for the party! She had figured something out! Or at least collected clues. Reaching under her breast plate it took a bit to find the key. Wearing gloves, metal on metal, and bug hide, the key was difficult to find. But she produced it with a smile. "[color=598527]Found it in the same place we found the other clues. So it's gotta fit right?[/color]" Kathryn said. Sure, it opened the other box, but maybe old grand papi cheaped out on the locks? No. No he did not. This key did infact not work with this lock. Not even close. "[color=598527]Mother shit fucker.[/color]" Kathryn said mildly exasperated. The slit was small... maybe she could wiggle a knife into it? Taking one of the many sharp instruments on her person, she then tried to slide a thin blade into the key like port, making nothing more than soft scratches. "[color=598527]Mother shit hell fucker.[/color]" She said definitely annoyed now. It was like some cruel force of nature didn't want her to be able to solve this. What god would be so cruel? 

	When BB decided to return upstairs, Kathryn decided to join the dragonborn. Only to be met with some... very harsh criticism by her sparing buddy. He had a lot to call Kathryn out on, and rightfully so. She had lied. Though not as easy as BB implied, she had lied to people that had trusted her. And to his credit, he appeared to be subtle about it for now. So, Kathryn decided to share what she knew to BB, and for now only bb. "[color=598527]I asked Cecily for the keys to the lands. So we could investigate, and figure out the mysteries that plagued the vineyard. Right after Toombas's death. It felt cruel to push Cecily like that right after something so traumatic, but we needed every edge we could get. I even asked Victoria for some magic to aid me. Though I didn't share with her why. In truth, I have suspicions on a lot of people right now.[/color]" She let out a deep sigh, hesitating to spread rumors without backing. But BB deserved to know her thinking. "[color=598527]We can not rule out Cecily as a subject.[/color]" She spoke in an even more hushed tone so only BB could hear. "[color=598527]She has a motive BB. And didn't hand over the keys.[/color]" She stayed hushed, but took a moment to clear her thoughts. "[color=598527]I do not have an exact reason to distrust her, but after everything with Cavendish and the Sheriff, I wanted to know more before voicing suspicions. That is why I didn't give the letter to Cecily. But the information in the letter, I felt Lizbeth had to see before she ended up seeing whatever was in the study. With whatever it being something that her grandfather knew, she would not like to see. As for where I found it, it was locked away in some sort of contingency box within the study.[/color]" Along with notes, letters, and other assorted things. but the letter was the main note.

	 She slumped, unsure how to justify lying to her party members. "[color=598527]I didn't want to risk jumping to conclusions about Lizbeth either, not until we knew something more. But as Victoria helps ease Lizbeth through her understanding. I see I was wrong there.[/color]" She was still hushed. Though a wave of emotions rushed through her. Making her rather unsure how to feel about this. Relieved to not have to keep hiding things? Angry that she wasn't able to help Lizbeth, or that she would think such things about someone who had taken care of all of them? Ashamed for becoming so paranoid about so many people with so little justification? She wasn't sure. "[color=598527]You can rightfully yell and berate me infront of the others later. I'll answer what I know. But please not in front of Lizbeth.[/color]" She asked of BB before continuing to the main room with everyone else. 

	Kathryn was last to enter the tap room it seemed. And when she returned she was surprised to see yet another dwarf! She wanted to get excited, dwarves were kinda cool. Though she hadn't met too many. But for being so small, they were generally rather hardy and strong. With Kathryn being considerably stronger than the rest of the party, it was an interesting play to get someone else who may have some muscle to them present. Unless he was also another worker for the lands like Urmdrus, or if he was here for another reason. "[color=598527]A pleasure to meet you. My name is Ser or Lady Kathryn Pyke of Arcanaple. Pleasure to meet you.[/color]" Kathryn said as she gave a curt bow as if she were wearing a dress instead of full plated armor made of chain links, leather hides, and bug scales. All wrapped up in a comfortable tunic. All while faking her biggest smile as she struggle with the pain of guilt. Lies. Shame. Then sitting up strait to make sure her bow didn't last too long, while positioning herself so her head wouldn't hit one of the ceiling beams. Again.