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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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	If there was anything truly important that could be taken from Kathryn’s speech, it wasn’t the various travels, locations and knowledge she was aware off from her travels… no. The truly important thing was that in fact it was a good soup! Kosara was very much in agreement as already displayed and gave a big hum of agreement and energetic nods when her VERY good friend complimented Lizbeth on the food too. Good food had to be complimented and eaten with great enthusiasm. It was only proper after all. Though there was a thread of thought lingering after that, something about a bear. After a few more mouthfuls of soups, she stopped, blinked, tilted her head in her usual manner and pondered before reaching a very important conclusion.[color=f7941d][i]” We need to tame a bear.”[/i][/color] She stated flatly out of nowhere before returning to her food.

	Kosara looked with curious expression at the following mentions of questions, but she had no idea what it meant exactly. The one Old man that might be relevant would be Liz’s grandpa who was very much dead. So this was a puzzling situation unless it meant that V was going to be necromancing some answers out of his remains… which was kinda ew considering that as far as the white haired tielfing was aware they didn’t do the same means to preserve the body around here and when he died it wasn’t cold enough to keep him from decaying? Actually on that thought, wouldn’t he be 100% frozen stiff right now? Would necromancing answers out of him break him if her attempts to move? She scattered those thoughts with another spoonful of soup since she wasn’t sure if that was even the plan. Maybe it was another old guy?

	[color=f7941d][i]‘Ah.’[/i][/color] Yeah, it was Lizbeth’s grandfather that V was apparently going to go dig up to get her questions. She blinked, looking at the bard. Well that was interesting thing to do. She truly wondered how V was going to do it, now that she thought about it. The earth outside was hard cold and frozen. Now Kosara didn’t know much about how frozen earth was exactly, but her brief experience from playing ahm exploring outside meant that it was very hard to work with. Her eyes followed the purple clad woman until she left.[color=f7941d][i]” Hmmm...”[/i][/color] She made a thinking sound as she returned to the food, pondering things that only she was aware of. Alternatively she might have been daydreaming about something while enjoying the meal. Truth was that letting the dead rest was important, but given the situation it was kind of imperative to get the answers to protect the living.

	[color=f7941d]“Alright, so what’s the plan, it seems everybody has figured something while I was having my nap?” [/color]Kosara asked instead, looking at the others with great intent.[color=f7941d]" Also if you are heading to Avonshire tomorrow, can you buy some things if I give you the coin while there?"[/color] She asked, blinking long snowy white eyelashes.