[right][h3][b][i][color=lightgreen]Madam Envy[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=lightgreen]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor Front gate. Seat 4.
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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It hadn't been long but the wait has been grinding on Madam Envy's patience. If it werent for the stiff cool air she could tolerate waiting until midnight even. Inhaling the coolness made her chest heavy, despite being covered by her shawl and a mask. Then she instinctively for her leather purse, rummaging through it's meagre contents she reached out for a small intricate case. It seemed expensive yet worn out and quite rusted after many years of usage. Opening the small case Madam Envy picked one out of the eighteen pieces of cigarettes lighting it up through the 6 to 7 inch mahogany holder, inhaling it through the narrow slit of her mask, taking comfort against the cool stagnant air, shamelessly and without a care the world.

  While they stood there for the time being waiting for the rest of the guests, Madam Envy discreetly eyed the ones that made it in the gate with crossed arms, cigarette hanging in the air with one hand in a relaxed fashion. Her eyes staying for a short moment, one by one she would meet them, either judging under sharp scrutiny or merely regarding them basely from what they chose to wear. For now the people behind the masks did not interest her but rather the clothes that adorned them. So far she has yet to be impressed except for the one woman who had almost left no room for the imagination with that dress, just plainly alluring at best, the rest was in between the range of pleasant to obviously lacking. So far none any fits the Madam Envy's queer and unconventional tastes. If only she had the spare wealth some of the nobles here have in their pockets [color=lightgreen]"I would have substituted this humiliation with an extravagant ensemble, at least."[/color] She said to herself, whiffing another breath lazily from her stick, a thread of smoke escaped from her masks holed lips.

The whistle made Madam Envy turn her attention to the source, and in the background she more people revealed themselves from the bushes. For a second there she thought it would've been something else, something sinister. Then followed by another strange sound from a distance, not from a man this time but from an odd machinery. As it came up Madam Envy noticed the lights that flickered along with the sound, she had seen such lights but not in this manner. It came into her full view of what it was, it was unlike anything she had ever seen but never the less it caught her attention, mainly at how odd and fantastic it is. That being said, she was undecided weather to trust it or not. 

Never the less Madam Envy dropped the depleted cigarette on the ground and made her way to the seats. [color=lightgreen]"I hope this thing is guaranteed to take us there in one piece, boy."[/color] She idly said, meaning it as a slight quip, as she passed by the young driver, then over to the two guest and settled herself behind them.