[right][h3][b][i][color=f26522]Mr. Titian[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=f26522]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=f26522][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Grounds: Seat Q
[color=f26522][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Strength, Constitution
[color=f26522][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Looking left and then right and then back at the scene, Titian placed his hands on his hips as the body hit. [color=f26522]"I said it would be a mess."[/color] He had. Shaking his hands, it seemed the people that met them at the gate were getting to work. That was interesting, or it might have been if the giant of a man had been paying half a lick of attention. He wasn't. His eyes were on the woman whose chair had been crushed by the other chair. [color=f26522]"Just call me Mr. Pick Up."[/color] The words were more to himself than to anyone around as he strode over to her. 

	[color=f26522]"Let's get you off the ground."[/color] He didn't wait for an answer, just scooping the woman up in his arms. The very small woman. She had to be more than a foot shorter than him and he had to out weigh her by at least a hundred pounds. It was like picking up a kitten. [color=f26522]Can't get that dress dirty now can we?"[/color] he chuckled as he waltzed over to the bench and had a seat with her still in his arms. Adjusting her he kept her in his lap and leaned in close to her ear. 

	After a moment he leaned back and grinned broadly towards the damsel. [color=f26522]"I would suggest you staying right here. My lap is much safer,"[/color] he said with a chuckle as he slipped his arms around her and held her there. Tapping his pinky ring against the bone structure of her corset he seemed rather content with this new arrangement. [color=f26522]"Oh yes, much better than the last one."[/color]