[h3][center][b]Opera Night[/b][/center][/h3]
~[@The Irish Tree] (NEP)~
[hr]

[color=7ea7d8]"Oooh."[/color] Her grin faded somewhat into a small seeming frown? Or was that just a trick of the bad lighting? [color=7ea7d8]"Aha, you're from the guild? You're going to be performing with me on the stage, then."[/color] She gave a very brief sideways glance towards a grave and muttered something quietly to herself. Nephele wouldn't be able to make out all of it, but there was a definite 'hope' and 'cute guy' in there. She didn't give the dragon quite long to ponder it though before her expression lit up, grinning brightly to herself as if she had just gotten the best idea on the planet.

[color=7ea7d8]"Ooh! Wait yes yes, nice to meet you, Nephele. I'm Christine!"[/color] She grabbed Nephele by her hands, completely unafraid of her claws - or either completely unaware of them. [color=7ea7d8]"If he sent you then that means it's rehearsal! Ahaha, yes yes, I have the best idea."[/color] Ahaha, she was such a genius wasn't she? Yes she was. [color=7ea7d8]"Come on then, chop chop, the arts wait for no man, woman, monster, or genderless space squids!"[/color] She began pulling Nephele from the graveyard back towards the house.

Or tried too.

See, Christine wasn't that strong so unless Nephele let her it'd probably end up with the noble kid tripping and falling face first into the ground in her usual over excited and slightly careless manner.

[@Eviledd1984] - Maria
[hr]

What was Maria expecting? Once she had opened the door, there was nothing there. The footsteps halted almost instantly, and the only thing beyond the door was a slightly rundown looking hallway, covered in a large amount of dust. It almost looked like it hadn't been touched in ages, but that couldn't be right, could it? The Mayor had said they had been doing renovations, which also meant that the place should have been in better condition. Judging from a small shattered window and a cold draft...well, it was odd to say the least when the rest of the manor was in almost immaculate condition.

Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind Maria, and if she were to try open the door, she'd find it quite locked. A gentle, but cold breeze was blowing through a shattered window on the opposite end of the hallway. Perhaps this was what shut the door? A particularly strong gust of wind? Either way, it seemed she was now locked in the hallway with the only option be going forward unless she found a way out, and the windows didn't seem like they'd be easy to break or get through, either.


[color=8882be][h3][center]~Arletta Dupain~[/center][/h3][/color]
[@PaulHaynek][@The Irish Tree] 
[hr]

[color=8882be]"Ah? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir."[/color] Arletta replied in a friendly manner as she returned the handshake. [color=8882be]"Arletta Dupain at your service. As my friend Magnus said, we are heading to Mahigan to help someone who requested our services."[/color] The dullahan glanced over to the wreckage as Magnus examined it. It still looked usable. If she had time she could go back to the guild and retrieve her horse, and lead the man to his destination but that might take far too long and be a bit too much of a detour.

[color=8882be]"And aha, no, we're not a couple. Just co-workers."[/color] She chuckled, offering a small smile to Magnus. [color=8882be]"That aside, sir Emilio, would you need aid in getting to safety?"[/color]