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[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color]Shadowell Grounds: Seat U ->
 Shadowell Manor: Front of Manor Outside  
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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 	Just as they were to leave, there was yet another person who arrived. She was late, but sounded like she had a proper excuse and a fair reason to be so. Prima Rave looked at her for a moment, but turned her head around and focused her eyes on wrinkles of her trousers! Mostly because wind was picking up and looking up was a sure way to have your eyes feel unpleasant.

	The journey to the very manor took a little while and frankly it wasn't the most pleasant of travels she's had. Going alone on a horse would have been more preferred, but no. The whole thing jerked violently when it started moving and then the cold started seeping in again as the adrenaline, from the death of that woman, passed. She felt just so cold, couldn't speak nor look around for the others, nor hear if they were making any sounds since she was closest one to the engine and it was bloody loud. She threw a few glances at the guards who were riding by them, they had their dogs tagging along. It was frankly a scary situation to be in. She didn't like being surrounded by hounds and armed men.

	Focusing on standing the chill and the rain, to the point she barely managed to pay attention as they were eventually at the destination. The manor was impressive, she had to admit, but it was difficult to put that into words as the thing jerked into a violent stop. At least there was no rocketing seats. She did notice she was the one furthest away from the Manor though. Guess it was her fault for picking that seat. Rave then decided to take in more of the manor's look and state. She had to admit it was probably the most impressive thing she's seen in her life so far. Then her eyes fell on the man who spoke. She felt innate tinge of fear, she didn't like how he stared them down. Her eyes wavered until they found something curious. There was someone...something? Probably someone small all in white clothing, skin, hair and all. She really wanted to notice more, but being as far as she was in the night it was near impossible to see details so she only got a vague and mysterious sight of curiosity.