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[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Front of Manor Outside -> Grand Vestibule (E1)
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Intelligence 
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Walnut heard the growling of the docks, the cocking of the gun hammers, and she could feel the chill in the air. It was all exquisite, this sort of morose melancholy that had descended upon them. She wished she could have bottled the atmosphere and saved it for a sunny day, it was strictly speaking - [i]simply divine.[/i] And the company, so far, had a few merits. Certainly some of them would have done well to be left out in the cold, but there wasn't much to be done about that. At least, not yet. She entered the manor proper, walking after Titian - so far, he struck her as the most interesting member of those present, yet a quick glance around the room and her eyes caught onto something that told her Titian was by no means the most noteworthy. 

	She took the chair that Titian had selected for her, giving him a nod of thanks. However, she saw Madam Envy - the coughing woman from before - nearby and her nose turned up slightly. What was it with all of the irritating persons being in her general vicinity? It was a pity there wasn't a chair to get rid of this new nuisance. At least the cougher seemed to have recovered and fallen silent for now - that was a blessing. [color=7ea7d8]"This atmosphere is intoxicating,"[/color] Walnut mused, waiting as well for the Lord of the Manor to enter. And yet, there was another thought on her mind - if Titian were here for the same reason as she, what dark secret was he hiding? What devilish act had he committed?