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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
[color=f7941d][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color]  Summon Pact Weapon.
[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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	Kosara lacked interactions with the cleaning staff, but she didn’t push the issue much. She did try to greet them properly, but for whatever reasons the regular people of the vineyard didn’t seem to want to chat or interact with her much if at all! She just couldn’t figure out why that is! Alright that was a lie, she knew somewhat the preconceived notions that people might have towards her and others of the adventuring persuasions… at least it probably was not her teifling origins? Probably… In any case, that was the reason she didn’t push much least she got people overly uncomfortable… for now.

	Still, presence of people was nice to have even if fleeting, silent and distant. Well nice to a degree of niceness at the very least. Niceness… that was a true word, right? She blinked, pondering the issue as she stood alone now at the doorway of the coach house with nary a person around her once more. Kosara was truly alone and left to her own devices now. There were no vineyard staff to observe her, none of her friends to have fun or interact with… there wasn’t even an animal to keep company! Well, she figured that she could summon Chauncey for companionship, but then stopped herself. Better to summon the adorable rat when she actually found something of note! That way she could share the excitement rather than waste  their time together since Chauncey could only stay for about 2 hours a day! It was very important to not waste that time after all.

	With that said she closed the door of the Coach house behind herself and walked to the edge of the fenced area, carefully wrapping herself with her winter clothing and making sure it was well secured with the buttons so she’d stay nice and warm even in the wintery ambiance of the world around.  The place immediately around the building and the yard’s entrance was well enough cleared or at least stepped about so walking was easy. 

	Kosara looked left, then right, then turned around and pondered[color=f7941d].” If I was something interesting hidden around the area, where would I be?”[/color] she asked herself, closing her eyes for a moment, tilting her head and thinking REALLY hard about it. 

	[color=f7941d]“Ohh, I know.”[/color] She suddenly exclaimed, snapping her fingers at having realized a marvelous idea on how to solve this problem! She extended a hand and in an impressive fluid flourish swung it around as a golden hued scimitar with horse head pommel formed within her grasp through the motion in a flash of gold. She looked at the weapon in her hand with a huge grin on her face before swinging her arm once more, like a whip’s crack, letting it go mid swing so it flew forward spinning in the air, making swishing noises through the air until it fell on snow covered ground.

	Happily stomping over to where it felt, snow and frost crunching underneath her boots, Kosara noted how the weapon fell and where it was aligned at, especially where the blade pointed.[color=f7941d]” Direction decided!”[/color] She grinned to herself, grabbing her weapon and dismissing it as she merrily started skipping and or trudging through the snow in the fate mandated direction. Kosara was happy.