<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7c/Cherie_artistic_nude_color_by_brianmphotography-d4u7nyi.jpg)</div>Cosset (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Zkn-bCLjo4AOpXnPzkpeDXcPX8bTD1xK0hDY_9pJ8gI/edit)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Drama Dice 2<br/>Dramatic Wounds 0<br/>Flesh Wounds 0<br/></div></div><br/>Cosset gave a shout of wordless anger as the villain fled through the portal.  She almost followed him, but pulled up sharp, remembering her basic lessons about the dangers of Porte.<br/><br/>With a soft groan, she settled down on a barrel of rum and let Addie work deftly and gently on her arm and thigh.  Smiling softly at the Avalon lass, she leaned forwards to kiss her lightly on the cheek.  “Thank you, I feel much better.”<br/><br/>She slipped down and tested her newly healed foot, then nodded and smiled.  “I'm glad you survived, Professor.  My name is Cosset.  We were sent to escort an artifact to the chapter house.  We should take you there too and let the Sergeant know what's going on, but I'm confident that we can retrieve your bracelet.”<br/><br/>She turned to the gentlemen among them.  “Heinrich, would you carry the cask?  Ren, would you be so kind as to find us a cart to transport the cook on?  May blade went deeper than I intended and I don't want to risk widening the wound...  Certainly not before she can be questioned.”<br/><br/>Cosset took a moment to marvel at her puzzle sword, phantom pains in her fingers reminding her how sharp the amazing blade was.  Then she carefully cleaned it and sheathed it.<br/><br/><em>I named you Razor Edge of Night.  I only realized a moment later <strong>exactly</strong> how accurate that was!  Surely this blade can slice moonbeams!</em>She moved to ensure the survival of the fallen.