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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]
[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 Basement
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Thinking
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Sniffling
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 4/5


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BlackBerry grinned initially at Daxos' impressive drive and 'can-do' attitude despite his warning. But it was the rest of the mans sentence which made him wince a little given the circumstances and present company.

He followed the others down into the basement which with all present company, and an undead pig, was starting to feel a tad crowded. Between all the bodies, crates, barrels and tools filling the room it was hard for him to see even with some of the candle light from above falling own the stairs. He was pleased to see Lizbeth at least staying to her word and hung towards the back of the group near to Victoria. From his vantage point on the last step he could see Kosara hanging like a limpet to Lady Kathryn (as expected), while within the deep shadows of the new recess of the wall came Daxos' voice bemoaning the build of the newly found door.

Just how many doors and hidden spots were they going to find?

[color=00aeef]"Please do let us not get ahead of ourselves."[/color]  The talk of breaking down had his headache coming back full force just as another sneeze took him by surprise. [color=00aeef]"I am as anxious as the rest of you to uncover what may lie beyond the doorway but I would be ashamed not to remind you all of what happened to us the last time we went gallivanting into parts left untouched for some time."[/color] 

[color=00aeef]"Master L'Rose left something in there to keep yourself, Young Lizbeth, safe but as a last resort of sorts. Unfortunately, he failed to mention what it may be or even how to get a hold of it. My point being is that we could cause some unintended damage if  we simply break our way in." [/color] BlackBerry squeezed his way between Morty and a few barrels towards the recently revealed doorway. He squinted into the darkness over Daxos' head. Two somethings the man had said mere moments ago had lodged themselves in BlackBerry's mind. He wiggled and tugged at the thoughts, clicking his tongue rapidly as if it might spark an idea.

[color=00aeef]"Daxos, could you please explain what you meant by 'not meant to be opened by lock alone'?"[/color]  With how much effort Master Arnaurd put into hiding this place BlackBerry had his worries that getting around it all would be as simple as taking the door out. [color=00aeef]"Should there be a spell or otherwise magical component? Hocus-pocus? Open-ses-a-me?"[/color]  He tried without much hope but the idea at least seemed sound to him.

BlackBerry looked back over his shoulder towards Victoria hoping for her input. Then at the sight of Victoria and Young Lizbeth in their deep green armour, that the second thought came loose; the door was Duergar craft. Someone had to have installed the door and for all BlackBerry had heard of Arnaurd, being handy with a hammer had not been one of them.

[color=00aeef]"You said it was Duergar make, correct?"[/color]  His eyes snapped back to Daxos, and then the door in question. [color=00aeef]"Would there happen to be a makers mark of sort anywhere? Or even, here perhaps compare the makings of our gear please Daxos. Does the craftsmanship bear any resemblance at all? I must admit I am rather blind to any such details but I do have a certain suspicion."[/color]