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[color=39b54a][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor (Chair 10)
[color=39b54a][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=39b54a][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	She passed through the gate simply, preferring to not wait any longer to head to the manor itself. The group of people gathered looked to be an interesting sort to say the least, though she did wonder what went through the mind of the woman who had passed out. Of all times to collapse, she had chosen to fall over right then. They weren't even at the manor itself, and she had decided to fall unconscious. There wasn't anything she was going to do about it of course, but she couldn't help but pity the woman, at least a little bit. The others in the group intrigued her, and she wondered more about them, but now was not the time to ask anything of the sort, as she heard the loud whistle.

	The sound was strange, she had no idea what it was. It wasn't a very pleasant sound, that much she did know as she looked over as the contraption came into view. There were supposed to ride that thing? It definitely didn't look to be a very safe contraption, but she guessed it couldn't be helped. Penance made her way to the back sort of area, and took a seat in one of the chairs. She wondered just how bumpy this ride was going to be, though she supposed there were worse ways to get from one place to another. She remained silent, despite being curious about those around her, she wasn't in any particular mood to really start a conversation with one of them