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[color=B100de][i][b]Location: [/b][/i][/color]Shadowell Manor: Music Room (Piano Bench)
[color=B100de][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Intelligence, Charisma
[color=B100de][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color]  6
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And the prisoners are practicing politics
As the ladies slowly let the boys in,
Yes, we're sharing a drink from the styx,
But it's better than drinking poison.
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A few notes perhaps, played by trifling fingers, daring to touch the instrument's keys. Music was no great feat in itself, all one had to do was kidnap and assault unsuspecting notes, plucked from the air and shoved into a prison of bars. Gather enough of them, and perhaps you will have a great cacophony of noise. Order them to march, adjusting their arrangements, silencing one and the other as arbitrarily as you desire, and then perhaps you will have a tune. A Theme with tempo, but is it music or just the work of perfected chaos? His fingers played a simple line, key by key tested, random steps up or down, not really quite a song as he strained to remember where the notes went. Nevertheless Plum tested his skills, trying to play himself a memory, though not really sure how it goes.

An interruption. Abrupt and discordant. His raven shook itself as the visitant walked into the music room. Turning his head right to have his eye meet the other's gaze within the room. His body followed after, pivoting around the bench to face one mask to another. The black feathers were a questionable fashion, did they seek more from his friend? But those horns made the Casanova earlier not the only devil it seems. Recalling nothing about any interaction between them thus far, first impressions are everything, Plum returned the greeting with a short bow bending at the seated waist as his raven crows.

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"And hello fellow stranger,
A pleasure we share tonight?
For in this place of danger,
A friend is a welcome sight.
And I may gain your name,
If give you one the same?"
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