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[color=lightgreen][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor Front gate. Seat T .
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Dexterity
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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Madam Envy wasnt doing any good from where she's sitting. Despite the commotion happening behind her, she couldn't keep herself from coughing. That's to say she's currently having one of the worst coughing fits she had ever encounter. It never happens often, not in this type of weather at least. The atmosphere, the commotion and among other things were likely the contribution to her inconvenience. Never the less she tried to get up on her seat, and raced to a safe spot, but the coughing was too much for her. 

She felt the force of the explosion just a few seats behind her, taking a short peak she saw the rubble behind her and just farther, what remained of the unfortunate passenger. She leaned on the chair, relieved at the idea of evading death with just a couple of seats between them.

 Now on to the matter of her coughing, she was trying to control it, at least. She rummaged through her purse and picked a few mint leaves, she could sniff the soft aroma as she opened the small packet. Chewing on them, and accompanied by deep breaths through her shawl, it somewhat did give her the relief that she needed, at least for a while probably.  

As she was about to calm down from the episode, Madam Envy jolted a bit as the chairs, in all their curios engineering , started moving! Madam Envy was bracing all the way as the contraption budged, [color=lightgreen]"What in the name of..."[/color] The now horizontal seated contraption relaxed. At this point if an exploding chair, a flying body and her coughing hadnt killed her, a heart attack will certainly will, Eka help her.[color=lightgreen]"And to think the fireworks show still hadn't come to an end."[/color] she muttered in weary sarcasm. She heard Owen calling out to take their seats, for they were on the way to the mansion. Today has been, exceptional and baffling least to say. And thinking that the night hadn't been really started yet, Madam Envy's feeling of hurry then shifted to some slight caution. Now all this stressful pondering was making her throat itch again.