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[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] 21/ 34 [color=f7941d][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 12(15 Mage Armor)      [color=f7941d][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color]  Awakening from Stun
[color=f7941d][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Coachhouse! Secrets!
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	Coming out of a hallucination induced by a hostile magical abomination was a trippy experience. Kosara was enjoying the remembrance of home one moment, seeing all her favorite people, seeing the crowds, her sisters dancing, grandpa manning the bar… practically smelling and tasting the spices from the meals and of course hearing the music from her homeland. Then the next moment she blinked and it was all gone, replaced by the dark basement where everything came back in a flood of realization, rendering her still. If there was one thing she could linken it to, it would be that one time when she drank one of her sisters’ cups of milder hallucinogenic cactus water that she was going to be enjoying with a customer. Not her brightest idea in hindsight, but she was like 11 or so and she learned from then… to a degree.

	Everything else was followed by the realization the danger rope wasn’t in the room with them and she could hear the noise from the room over as she blinked a few times and slowly turned around to look, just in case another undead jumps out of the bloody woodwork. Kosara’s right eyebrow developed a very clear twitch as she was about to do a Tiefling explosion of pure rage and chaos, storming over to the other room where the remains were and get very angry and violent about it, but hearing V and seeing Lizbeth’s condition made her halt.

	The tiefling woman took a very deep breath, noting her injuries, but knowing she was in an alright enough shape all things considered. She looked around once more and calmed herself as best as she could, her eyebrow still twitching though less so.[color=f7941d]” I think we better secure the place and regroup back at the main floor...” [/color]The tiefling suggested, noting that Lizbet was seemingly better. Not surprising, Kosara was feeling the urge  to come over and give V hugs and depend on her soothing pleasant presence and listen to that voice all day long too. Apparently the bard was extremely good at soothing distraught damsels in distress. Good to know!

	[color=f7941d]“Alright, let’s leave this place to somewhere better lit up, grab a cup of tea, wine, brady or a mix of any of those and let me get some healing done for any of the injuries. My magical energies recover very quickly so I will be back in top shape in no time to heal more if the need arises.” [/color]Unsaid went the fact she REALLY wanted to stomp on the bone abomination.