[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] Perception [color=lightgreen][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6 [color=lightgreen]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right] Madam Envy had an amused look under her ornamented mask, her head shook slowly from side to side. As if the earlier display of politeness and manners had been inevitably lost along the way it seems after being denied by their simple request. Amidst the trivial muddle, Madam Envy turned her stare back to her earlier observations, looking across to the conductor who was now exchanging words, with curious and suspicious intentions Madam Envy could only reckon. None the less she should speak no more, adding to her breathing difficulty and as to not make it seem that she's involved in this petty and idiotic rabble. Her perceptions lead the sound of hooves approaching from a distance, though the chatter amongst the guests made it difficult to discern where it was coming from exactly. More guests perhaps. Or probably an addition of guards. Good, she thought, hoping that it would be the latter just what they need to keep things in order around here. Not like they need any more entitled dunces to add to the petty quarrel. Amidst Madam Envy's personal musings, she bolted upright from her relaxed demeanour at the sound, turning around and shifted promptly to shock and confusion when her attention darted towards the sky. But more specifically to the object that so happened to fly above spectacularly by their very eyes her eyes squints at the person still strapped to her seat. Her face drew into a mix of confusion, amazement, shock, slightly half from hearing the nonchalant reactions from the others. [color=lightgreen]"By Ero's rigid prick, am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?"[/color] With this junk for a vehicle, no matter how quaint it may seem, they might expect to lose a few limbs along the way after all.