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[color=Khaki][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor, Chair 14
[color=Khaki][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=Khaki][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 5
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Master Tack had been so intrigued by the character behind him that he had entirely failed to notice the strange and unfortunate fate of Director Kindle. Listening intently to the strange man's verse, Tack nodded in response to his final line, as Tack, though prepared for the weather, was still not enjoying it, and thus was looking forward happily to the idea of warmer climes. Turning around calmly, he was about to return his head to its prior, relaxed position against the chair, when he saw it.

The director, flung up into the air. Rising, falling, dying. Tack's reaction was one of profound terror, though he did not get up, and he did not run or scream. Instead, he was perfectly still, pale as death itself, hands gripping the sides of the chair so hard it seemed he might snap a piece off. He was fully sat up, back perfectly straight and rigidly fixed in place, a total contrast to his relaxed position just a second ago. He had never seen someone die before, and now he saw not only a death but a spectacularly violent one, and as he sat with his eyes locked on what was left of Director Kindle, the only thing he could think of was that he had almost taken that chair, the one which in an instant could have sentenced him to death. It was not a pleasant thought.

Master Tack would remain frozen for maybe thirty seconds after the impact before he could begin to regain his composure. It would occur to him a few minutes later that he should have moved, that the two falling masses could have been lethal projectiles had they hit him. It had been stupid to stay still like that, when he could have died. But intelligence had nothing to do with it. Fear had simply frozen him to the point where logical thought was entirely impossible.