<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/Kathra.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Kathra Brighthammer</strong></span></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12 AC: 15<br/><strong>Spell slots:</strong>1: 1/2<br/><strong>Spells prepared:</strong><em>cure wounds</em>,<em>grease</em><br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Magical Tinkering 2/2<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/>Kathra placed her hand over Clara's, taking comfort in her old friend's closeness. Her eyes flickered between Clara and the corpse of what had called itself Burdock. She couldn't talk about it now, of course, but she had to wonder how the sight would affect Clara.<br/><br/>"At least we know that the real Burdock is alive and well in Waterdeep," she said, pursing her lips grimly. "I was worried that we were going to find his corpse stuffed into a barrel of salted pork somewhere on the wagon. Hopefully they haven't targeted him as well."<br/><br/>Kathra gave Tania a smile as they went to inspect the site of the ambush. "Thank you for coming with Mr Oxenbridge. All this goes to show that the road isn't safe for a small party."<br/><br/>She stood a short distance from the horses, looking them over, and judging their injuries and the way that they were placed in the middle of the road. "It's a terrible way to die. I've put down plenty of horses in my time, but this... this is just cruel."<br/><br/>She rummaged in her belt pouch and drew out a packet of sweet lozenges, wrapped in waxed paper, and passed one to Amara. "Here, lass, this might help you concentrate, and keep the smell of blood from nauseating you. We'll see what we can figure out about this awful scene together."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kathra casts <em>guidance</em> on Amara, then aids her actions in investigating the ambush site.<br/></div></div>