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[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Front of Manor Outside->Grand Vestibule (B2)   
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception, Wisdom
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	All suddenly turned into a blur as the Lord of the Manor appeared. It didn't matter if it was the others who were socializing or they were simply chatting without any direct reason. In Rave's head all went white for a moment as she listened to the man speaking.[color=c4df9b][i]' How did it get to this?'[/i][/color] She asked herself as she realized the graveness of the situation at hand! They were tricked! For the gods know only what reason they were all tricked into coming to this place it seemed! Fake invitations! She couldn't believe someone would dare to do this, but also couldn't even begin to imagine for what reason they would do so.

	Then she snapped back into reality. They were all in mortal danger it seemed. Now there was no way to go back with the doors of the manor locked. She clenched her fists for a good few moments, feeling the danger and trying to think of what to do next. Then her eyes locked into their host again. A detail didn't escape her gaze as she realized that fabric looks like it was brand new![color=c4df9b][i]' Goodness! New cloth!?'[/i][/color] She thought in pure surprise at it. She had never seen new cloth before! It almost pushed aside her concerns for the situation at hand... almost. Prima Rave quickly tried to calm back down. They were prisoners at this place now, she hoped no one will die, but highly doubted it. Hopefully the true culprit would be caught soon! Suddenly something else caught her attention as she made a thoughtful expression.[color=c4df9b][i]' Fennel seed?'[/i][/color] She thought in confusion, but quickly focused back onto the Lord of the Manor again. She would do whatever was needed of her to help clear her name and be allowed to leave eventually.[color=c4df9b]" Yes, My Lord." [/color] Rave finally said with small voice and bowed. They had to do what he said.