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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] Basement II Boogaloo
[color=598527][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Introductions
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[color=598527][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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	Lizbeth seemed determined to get in the room. Kathryn could hardly blame her, but she worried. Apart of Lizbeth still wanted to experience her childhood, but the more that the would be squire continued on this path, the harder it seemed to Kathryn it would be to retain some of that childhood life. A part of Kathryn wanted to spend a day to just have Lizbeth get a chance to enjoy her life a bit. If today went well, she would have to make that happen. If it went poorly, a day of mourning with sweets and somewhere comfortable to sit while Kathryn did what she could to help. 

	When Bb mentioned what happened last time they went into an isolated room Kathryn felt very suddenly self conscious. Sure, when it came to battle being the biggest and strongest was nice. However when it came to her self image issues all Kathryn would do was worry she wasn't good enough. The idea of getting even taller again gave the half giant some concerns. The additional comments on the stonework being recent Duergar work was... intriguing unfortunately. "[color=598527]Its probably safe to assume Master Urmdrus even if he doesn't know about this doorway, he may at least have an idea who could have worked on it.[/color]" Kathryn wondered if that lockbox had staff records in the main study. Maybe they could see who was on payroll? 

	Kathryn again felt more surprised than anything when Kosara climbed off her person. "[color=598527]Okay... and we're getting down now.[/color]" Kathryn said raising her arms so Kosara could move without too much getting in her way. As Kosara brought up the idea of getting master Urmdrus to help with the door, Daxos explained he could get it open long before anyone could get to the Master Urmdrus's workshop, find him, and convince him to come back. Assuming he was there. "[color=598527]He may also know if there are any traps, or he may even have a key.[/color]" He may also be complicit in whats going on. But she didn't want to share those thoughts. Especially in front of Lizbeth who's circle of trust must be struggling right now. 

	Daxos seemed pretty sure about the lack of a magic trap, and the ability to... remove the door from the frame?! Well damn. That is one way to do it. "[color=598527]Not an idea I would have had, but it is impressive work none the less.[/color]" Kathryn offered up to Daxos. Kathryn had to respect the craft. She was a metal worker herself mostly, but trade skills were something she absolutely was into. As the door was removed with precision, BB made a move to help remove it, Kathryn  would lend a hand in assistance moving it out of the way. BB's concern about another wild magic surge was met with Victoria using her skills in magic to assure everyone that things would be fine. "[color=598527]BB, Victoria knows more about magic than anyone I have ever met. If she says its safe I'm sure its fine.[/color]" However, Kathryn would be forced to eat her words with as much enthusiasm as her drinking habits made her drink hard liquor. 

	The room itself was unsettling to Kathryn. The mini cells reminded the warrior of the basement of the township building. The pieces of people being sewn together to make those... creatures. The table with chains only helped to bring that fear back. The urge to start raining hell grew only more as a deep male voice began to speak out. Sure, Kathryn wanted to freak out. Sure, she was ready to freak out. But! Once she realized what the voice was, once she began to process the words being said, she decided that she was way, too fucking sober for this. "[color=598527]What in the loving fuck is a gummy bear?[/color]" Kathryn mumbled as her thumb struggled to open the water skin filled with brandy.