[center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell]
[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] Coachhouse! Secrets!
[color=f7941d][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] (apparently not HALPING much with investigations this round)
[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/a
[color=f7941d][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/a
[/cell][cell]
[right][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/4f2220d9-d8d7-44fc-be0d-f592de5f7389.png[/img][/right]
[/cell][/row][/table][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center]

	Narrator man was weird, but not that bad, Kosara thought, even as Lizbeth ran away crying. Maybe it was a bit much for her still, by all accounts she was new to this whole madness, but unusual narrators were just the tip of the mountain that was weirdness and chaos in an adventurer’s life so Lizbeth, should she pursue career in adventures, was going to have to eventually learn to take it in stride. Besides she herself didn’t mind the voice per say, he had that very good narratory voice that was perfect for telling stories of great and terrible natures… and besides it wasn’t like he revealed anything actually embarrassing from Lizbeth’s head. Ohh hey, Kathryn ran after Lizbeth too.

	Returning to the other issue at hand which was looking around the room and not seeing a bardly bard barding around.[color=f7941d]” Not that I can see her… She’s not shrunken either as far as I can see.”[/color] She quipped and nodded before turning her eyes on Daxos, arching an eyebrow at him in questioning manner as he was now apparently standing to guard the entrance and demanding everybody calm down and not move until calmness happen as far as Kosara could tell.

	[color=f7941d]“Are you REALLY going to stop me for going out to look for my friend?”[/color] She asked in pointed deceptively sweet voice and narrowed eyes, a thin smile on her face. She kept the stare for a moment before it vanished.[color=f7941d]” Fair enough… Lizbeth and Kathryn would probably find V if she’s upstairs or outside… I HOPE.”[/color] But that said the events entirely derailed Kosara’s investigation into the things into the room, but to be fair your friends vanishing was a good distractions… considering the possibilities.

	Worst case scenarios where V was teleported into solid stone or under the earth to suffocate to death without being able to escape because of wild magic were present in the tiefling’s head, but she made a choice to not voice them, kind of how she didn’t voice the scenarios where V was now a hitchhiker in somebody’s head or she was being teleported into the nine hells… or the abyss… or in an evil lair to some dastardly villain… or a visit to the shadowfell or the feywilds… actually those last two wouldn’t be too bad an experience. Still deadly, but interesting things to see and interesting beings to meet. Of course there was also the option that V could be hundreds of miles away somewhere… up, down, left, right or sideways through the planes. She probably wasn’t invisible seeing as she hadn’t signaled in any way… Hopefully she reappears!

	But now for other important points of interest. The occupied cage, Kosara had noted it, but didn’t have a chance to react sooner as chaos happened. But now since she wasn’t going to go barrel through Daxos to go out, she might as well investigate. What was obvious however was that Liz’s grandfather was into some pretty hinky stuff and also brought to mind the fact that nobody has been here for months which as she neared the cage brought some pretty bad feeligs.