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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 ~!
[color=f7941d][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color]  Having a Nap 
[color=f7941d][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color]  N/a
[color=f7941d][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/a
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	As if on cue from Berry’s mention of her name, Kosara made a cutesy moan and mumbled about the camels stealing her food once more, before turning a bit to the side so the warmth of the fire hits her body differently from her siting position before turning still and silent once more, only the soft sounds of her breathing to be heard from her at the moment, long white hair still left loose falling down across her back, over the chair she was sitting on and even the ends of it touching the ground from her slumped relaxed posture on said chair that served as her napping place.

	Had Kosara been awake to witness and hear properly the words and discussion being had about the fact that V was planning to ask Mr L’Rose’s some very pointed question about his schenanigans and how they affect the rest of his family, Kosara would have loved to give her own questions to the mix. Alas, Kosara was well into the process of her napping so she missed it. Instead another mumble was had about the fact that the camel was bullying her. Truly camels were the most evil of animals and were out to get her. Not really, Kosara liked Camels usually… when they were stealing her food that is!

	Currently in the lands of dreams Kosara was running in circle around a big table, running away from said camel that was chasing her on it’s hind legs and trying to grab her. The little white haired tiefling was instead holding her honeyed bread for dear life, keeping it away from the evil menance. Out in the corner of the room they were doing that, a similar pale tiefling was gnawing on a bit of meat, completely ignoring the proceedings and being ignored in turn.

	Kosara’s dream antics were to go unnoticed, unless somebody had means to travel to the dream realms. It was a pleasant restful nap and it was going to take a while longer for her to wake up unassisted. Somebody was going to have to wake her up or something in the environment changed. Like the sweet scent of food that Lizbet was starting to prepare, but there was still time before that happened.