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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 again!
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Introductions
[color=598527][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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	Kosara herself was overall just adorable in her own way. "[color=598527]Just really good bestest friends?[/color]" Kathryn asked teasingly. Though they had gone on a date, the night was memorable for all the wrong reasons. She hadn't even been able to talk with Kosara on where they stand? Or where she stands? Parts of Kathryn weren't even sure if such a relationship was allowed. To her knowledge the tiefling woman was not nobility, and she couldn't prove if she came from a wealthy family. And if her father was around, he would be furious that Kathryn was even considering a relationship with someone who likely couldn't produce an heir with her. 

	Kathryn found herself a bit unsure the best ways to help Lizbeth. She would be lying if she said the undead form Lizbeth held didn't unsettle her just a little bit. But at this point she was sure that this was in fact the young lass she had gotten to know and care for. And she was more than a hollow shell of someone else. Even in this state Kathryn was overjoyed to see Lizbeth get as excited as she was. "[color=598527]Good, keep practicing your magic. Don't think I will let you lighten up your martial training.[/color]" Kathryn said with a jokish smile on her face. But she was serious. If anyone was to try and harm Lizbeth they would first have to face off through Kathryn. Then Lizbeth could still put up a good fight on whoever remained. 

	The introduction to Daxos seemed to go well, but Kathryn did let out a bit of a warm chuckle at the comment to her alias. "[color=598527]Glad you like the name, but it is not my name. It is an alias that noble youth take on for adventuring or wondering years. Some do it to avoid tying their problems back to their families, some do it to avoid having their family name effect their adventures. It makes it easier for someone from nobility who are out and about in the world to say what they did was their own achievement and not just because they had their parents name. Though its not a foolproof system. It means youth can get a bit more... Adventurous without blow backs to their family.[/color]" She paused realizing some of the implications with that statement. "[color=598527]Not that... I've done anything so scandalous to warrant such a thing.[/color]" Kathryn said in her hasty defense. 

	Much like that morning when Lizbeth got a brief upper hand on Kathryn during their sparing, Kathryn's fight reflex kicked in once against when Kosara landed on her cape, wrapping around her torso. This time, Kathryn was able to stop herself before any harm could be done. She had instinctively reached up over her shoulder, and her hand had barely grasped one of Kosara's horns before her grip instantly eased. The voice and texture finally registering passed her reflexes. "[color=598527]Okay okay, just don't surprise me so much yeah?[/color]" Kathryn said jokingly and thankfully that she didn't react by attempting to forcefully separate the two of them. 

	Then, in that moment of adrenaline, something clicked. "[color=598527]fork... fork... fork fork... Son of a mother fucker. Its the fucking crowbars.[/color]" Kathryn let out mildly frustrated that it did not click sooner. But not relieved as she had been booted down so far with her ideas. "[color=598527]I gotta....[/color]" She paused, remembering there was a tiefling on her back. Compared to what Kathryn was used to when weight lifting, Kosara weighed practically nothing. And for a moment she had almost forgotten there was a whole ass woman wrapped around her person. "[color=598527]We're gonna go check out something real fast. I think I got the puzzle sorted.[/color]" Kathryn said hesitantly, but optimistically. 

	Kathryn rushed to the basement, tiefling attached to her like the assortment of belts and pouches she would normally carry. And sure, now that she was running and going down stairs Kosara was far more noticeable. But only in the sense that her center of balance has absolutely changed. She returned to the shelf and noted several possible prey bars and crowbars that could do the job. When she finds the right one, she presses it in gently, increasing the force as needed so it can set in properly, then turns it a quarter way. There is a grinding stone sound that can be heard as the prybar shifts and a door like space appears in the stone behind the shelving. "[color=598527]Holy son of a fuck bucket.[/color]" Kathryn mumbled as the door appeared. Kathryn turned excitedly as she had used her brain power instead of brawn and had figured something out! "[color=598527]HEY! WE GOT SOMETHING![/color]" Kathryn said excited barely able to keep herself still before turning around again and attempting to use the handle to open the door.