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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] 33/ 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! Taproom ~!
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[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/a
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	[color=f7941d]“Not that I am aware! This is a very serious problem involving probably cursed alcohol! VERY SERIOUS!”[/color] Kosara replied to Barbal in the utmost serious voice and expression that the bubbly tiefling was capable of. Yes the white haired woman was very serious on this subject.

	[color=f7941d]“Berry, considering we get evil dreams from the brandy, I’m fairly sure it’s a thing of importance in on itself. We do not get evil dreams from having the cheese… or the bread…”[/color] Kosara began, before stopping mid sentence, making very hard thinking expressions [color=f7941d].” At least I don’t think we’ve been having any evil dreams from the bread… I haven’t.”[/color] She was very clearly starting to get sidetracked again, before blinking.[color=f7941d]” No! Focus, evil brandy! We have it here to check what that’s about in convenience!”[/color] She reaffirmed to the bluebarry dragonborn.[color=f7941d]” Or they just are asking for luxuries and other things of personal appeal… If you are a prince even self proclaimed you will want a certain level of luxuries.” [/color]She mumbled in relevance to why those lists of items were handed out to the probably evil undead lich that was lurking somewhere in the area.

	[color=f7941d]“Bye, Daxos!”[/color] She called to the dwarf before turning back to her blue teammate, almost bursting into a tune before reaffirming her control over her own mind and sanity.

	[color=f7941d]“Well we did receive a letter involving something that must be done and a deal...”[/color] She added, recalling the messenger suspicious undead that were definitely not reduced to snowflakes because of them… definitely not their fault even if those silks looked MARVELOUS on the party.”[color=f7941d] And the letter definitely mentioned Mr L’Rose’s part of the deal was not met and that it had to be fulfilled per the original terms of contract and we had limited time...” [/color]Kosara recalled the letter they got from the frosty sharply dressed undead.

	Suddenly she felt a wave of comfy and warm fuzzy feals of health wash over her and she realized she was healed! Glorious! Considering Kathryn had no idea how to magically heal and Berry was a fancy monk who couldn’t magically heal her, this left only V.[color=f7941d]” Thanks, V!”[/color] Kosara replied, giving the bard a huge radiant smile of gratitude at her purple clad friend. She nodded contently and pleased with the bard confirmation she will examine the brandy for evil nonsense. Evil alcohol was a travesty all things considered. Alcohol should never be evil, it should be truly neutral. She also narrowed her eyes at Kathryn who kinda tried to defend the brandy and made a ‘I’m looking at you’ gesture at her bestest of friends. Kathryn also owed her massages.

	[color=f7941d]“We could boil some dried fruits with the tea leaves. That should make it sweeter and more pleasant to drink.”[/color] Kosara chimed in from the side when Kathryn brought the topic of sweeteners for the tea. The tielfing had also meandered her way over to the notes on the magical items, reading them through. There were many and interesting, but one caught her attention and she gravitated over to it with the subtlety of a rock thrown at a glass window as she snatched the sheet and brought it practically next to her nose to read it. Of course she realized it was quite hard to read something when it was touching your nose, so she pulled it away at a regular distance and reread it a few times before placing the sheet down and looked at the Wand of Wonders with a gaze mildly reverent and VERY excited. The white haired dancer looked about ready to literally pounce at the wand, but was controlling herself with reasonable success. What she wasn’t controlling quite as well was her voice as  a squeal of delight filled the coach house.

	That wand was EVERYTHING Kosara wanted of something found on adventure. She wouldn’t even mind not owning it as long as she got to wave it around and see what happens. She mostly ignored Berry questioning the craftsman dwarf. She didn’t miss it, just ignored it for more pressing matters, namely giving Lizbeth and Victoria a pleading/excited gaze that wouldn’t look out of place on a child wanting to test that new toy.[color=f7941d]” Can’t we try it, please? Please?” [/color]She childish joy and pleading, giving her the impression of being so much younger than she was… or so much childish… maybe both.