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[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color]Shadowell Manor:Breakfast Room -> Music Room 
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	Cobalt dusted the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. The food spread out across the table of the Breakfast Room was light, little more than appetizers, but he had had enough to sate his hunger for now. In truth, considering what he had already witnessed, he would be loathe to put poisoning beyond their hosts, but it would also not do to have pangs of hunger ruining his focus. Now he was fed, and the warmth had seeped back into his limbs, he felt more alive, his reflexes sharpened, and he decided that it would be best to explore the house as best he could before the rest of the guests arrived, presumable travelling from all across Rutas Mu.

	Perhaps Cobalt would even recognize some of the guests. His travels had taken him far and wide, and it was not unheard of for him to brush shoulders with some high lord, although more often than not it was in fairly unscrupulous situations, walking between various disreputable tavern more often than in some stately ballroom. He thought for a moment about possible guests, and for several, he was all too thankful for the masks that they would presumably all be wearing. 

	Brushing away the thoughts for now, Cobalt looked around the room. There were only two doors in and out of the room that he could see, one through which he had just entered, and one that a particularly graceful figure had just stepped through. He didn't take long to make his choice. Following the woman, who he recognized as the late-comer, Cobalt stepped into what was clearly a music room. She turned to face the door as he came through it, and he couldn't help but smile. Bowing his head slightly in greeting, Cobalt moved to casually lean on the piano slightly, facing her.

	[color=lightsteelblue][b]"I don't believe I've had the pleasure. Justice Cobalt, at your service"[/b][/color]