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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] Taproom
[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Soup!
[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[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 had chuckled in equal parts amazement and exasperation when Kosara awoke just in time for for food. [color=00aeef]"Thank you kindly, Young Lizbeth. I shall be at the table shortly. My it does smell wondrous."[/color] After adding a few more logs to the fire, joined the others at the table, to Lady Kathryn he said with a threatening wave of a spoon, [color=00aeef]"Do Not. Give the world any ideas."[/color] The last thing they needed was an un-dead bear. He let the serious tone drop with a smile and tucked into his soup.

The soup was of course marvellous; warm and comforting, with a hint of some sort of spice that he couldn't place but enjoyed anyway. And it paired brilliantly with the tales the others told of all the places they had been and adventures they had gone on. Lady Kathryn, ever the word smith, painted a picture of her home Arcanaple and the ruined city Yitilla that had BlackBerry hanging on every word. He resolved to go see it someday. All of it. The forest Temp of Nuada, Aquitania, The Gold Sea of Sands and the cities build around pockets of water.

[color=00aeef]"The Yitilla!?"[/color] Blackberry exclaimed with a mouthful of soup soaked bread. [color=00aeef]"I read about it as a boy. Oh you shall have to take me there some day. Perhaps even a visit to the Deep Desert is in order so then we may compare the ruins of the two?"[/color] Despite the lopsided grin there was the tone of resolve in his voice. But he quickly turned somewhat bashful when the spotlight landed on him, [color=00aeef]"Well I must admit I have not journeyed for as long as the rest of you nor to any place as exciting; I have simply been travelling here and there. I did spend some time travelling the coast through some delightful fishing villages. But I must say I never came across something as exciting as a ruined city."[/color]

He took the moment to then, after being prompted several times before, to answer the question of where he was staying the night. [color=00aeef]"Oh worry not. I shall simply sleep down here for the night. No, no, I shan't hear otherwise. Regardless a night by the fire will do me some good and drive the last of this blasted cold away. And Master Baronfjord is more than suitable, though many simply call me BlackBerry, or simply 'BB' even"[/color]

When the awkward question came from Young Lizbeth he kept his mouth quiet letting Victoria take the girl aside to talk which he gathered went as well as such a conversation could go; Lizbeth didn't scream any damnation or cry but...well, it wasn't a nice conversation topic regardless of how it could be dressed. Blackberry still frowned and chewed his cheek wondering a little snidely if he should have been more specific when he said to ask Madame L'Rose. He glared down at the empty piece of paper on the table. He had a few questions but he was apprehensive to put them to paper, as if doing so would make him a willing participant in such a crime. To have seen it on a flayed corpse was one thing but to go out of their way to dig up a corpse? The Dead were dead and that was all. So why did this make him uncomfortable?

Victorias suggestion took him by surprise. He sat there for a moment blinking, still spoon in mouth as he mulled mulled over the suggestion. [color=00aeef]"Oh very well."[/color] He answered finally. [color=00aeef]"If only to keep you out of trouble. I'll let Old Boy know to get ready for tomorrow as well."[/color]