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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] Secret Study -> Tap Room
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Investigation (10)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Persuasion (14)
[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 2/5


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BlackBerry didn't stay long in the Secret Basement just in case he encourage misfortune to arrive again with something like another attack from the undead, or another hidden room, or a giant rat, or something else equally horrifying. So he simply snatched the remaining books from the shelf, and then with the candle dish balance on the pile, he scurried back up the stairs quick as he could to the safety of the taproom just in time to hear Barabl Mosswaters complaint.

[color=00aeef]"If I may offer some reassurances; it was simply an offer while investigations are ongoing and certainly not something we see needing to be for the foreseeable or for any meaningful amount of time."[/color]  He gave Lady Kathryn a meaningful look as he momentarily set the book pile on the side so he could blow out the candle. [color=00aeef]"Saying that however, Master Barbal, it would be wise for at least to stay as long as the effects of the Brandy continue. Perhaps a night further if only to be safe. I imagine in all likelihood any dreams it causes would stop so long as you drink no more of it."[/color]  Blackberry pointed at the cup still in Master Barbals hand for emphasis, slightly shocked the man hadn't yet gotten rid of it.

Blackberry picked up the books he had gathered and put them on the same table as the others next to Victoria and Lizbeth. Much like the other books they were old, worn, mismatched and smelled faintly of damp from their time (likely years) spent hidden away. BlackBerry unceremoniously picked one at random, a small notebook with a faded blue cover, and opened it at a random page to the sound of pages cracking apart from each other. He at least had the good graces to wince at the noise. 

[color=00aeef]"It does continue to strike me, Young Lizbeth, that your Grandfather was quite the learned man. Not just for running a very successful business and homestead but for having the insight and forethought to write down all he learnt."[/color]  BlackBerry's eyes continued to rove across the pages even as he spoke to Lizbeth. He then frowned and tilted his head to the side, and spun the book in hand the other way to follow the words literally winding their way around the page. Monsieur L'Rose had some very particular opinions on magic. [color=00aeef]"Even as all that he did may elude those who come after."[/color]