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[h2][color=598527][i][b]Kathryn Pyke[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=598527]Human, Fighter (Rune Knight), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]
[color=598527][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 49 / 49	[color=598527][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 21	[color=598527][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=598527][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Kathryn's room --> Taproom --> Outside
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	Kathryn was growing to hate these deep brandy dreams. So many... she had cut down. It felt so indiscriminate. Violence for the sake of being violent. The dreams always made her feel something like a warlord. No care of the harm they cause as long as they can take whatever they want. But even this, it felt terrible. In her semi panicked state, Kathryn hadn't even realized that she had drawn her heirloom sword. The rather large sword, scratched and chipped, it was still a rather deadly weapon. A part of her wondered if she had swung it as she woke or if she had only just pulled it out instinctively as she woke to fight off the fear effect from her dreams. Seemed Kathryn wasn't the only one with bad dreams. She could hear the screaming from her room. Though this was odd... she normally did not sleep in this late. The sun was already beginning to show outside! She would need to work on her own self discipline. Getting clothes on as hurriedly as she could, Kathryn rushed out to check on the two halflings. "[color=598527]Are you both alright? Do either of you need assistance?[/color]" She called out through the door. She got a reply back that seemed to more or less state assistance would not be required. "[color=598527]Drink it? uh....[/color]" She responded back when Barbal mentioned preferring to drink his breakfast. Kathryn wasn't really sure what that meant... but she wanted to be a decent host. "[color=598527]Sure? I don't see why not?[/color]"

	Getting a late start to the day, Kathryn made her way downstairs now dressed in her full kit. Blades, blunts, plates, pockets. Everything a lass needs to take on her day. "[color=598527]Good morning BB. Sleep was... Iffy. But I guess that was to be expected.[/color]" She said with a shrug. "[color=598527]Hey did you come down here first by yourself?[/color]" Kathryn asked the dragonborn in her best non accusatory tone. But she was already losing a grip she didn't have. She worried so much about someone getting ambushed again. But other than insistence, Kathryn had no tools at her disposal to make people follow the guidelines. 

	Though she guessed Kosara being down here was a good start. Maybe, just maybe the guide was being followed! No more people would get ambushed! It was going to be fantastic! No one else would get attacked and be helpless! She hoped... "[color=598527]Be careful Kosara! If we're not back when you get back, Lizbeth and I may have moved to check out the storage building that was talked about.[/color]" Kathryn offered up the information to Kosara hoping the tiefling woman wouldn't get into too much trouble on her own. Turning back to BB Kathryn reached into one of her pockets and produced a sealed envelope, shut with a wax seal. "[color=598527]Hey BB, while you are passing into town, could you get this sent out? It has the destination marked on it but if the courier is worried about it making it to it's destination, it will be in the Clouton region of Arcanaple. Local deliveries should be able to take it up from that point. Just let me know how much postage is and I can pay you back.[/color]" She paused for a moment, before thinking rather visibly. Then pulled out a few silvers. "[color=598527]Actually... I have 16 silvers here. I don't know how much this will cost to send but if it costs more then let me know. But I would really appreciate this.[/color]"

	But alas! Kathryn had work to do. Taking her stand in squire the half giant made her way out the entryway for the courtyard, and began walking the perimeter of the structure. Nothing out of the ordinary. Probably best, but she wouldn't have minded a hint or clue to follow up on. "[color=598527]I guess no news is good news Lizbeth.[/color]" Kathryn said before taking her squire to the courtyard. Training would be short today. Some endurance training, blade and maneuver training. And perfect stabbing places to kill people training! Everything a growing teenager needs to become a menace to society. Once it was all wrapped up, it was time to head to the field where that storage structure was at.