[right][h3][b][i][color=933d41]Madam Mauve[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=933d41]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=933d41][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor - Music Room
[color=933d41][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception
[color=933d41][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
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	Mauve absentmindedly noted the sound of music drifting to her ears, but she paid it little mind as she was too transfixed by the man before her. Catching movement out of the corner of her eye, she took a quick glance back at the two other ladies in the room. She arched a bit of a brow at seeing how they seemed rather uneasy in the presence of this man. As far as she was concerned, he didn't seem half bad. Maybe a little odd, but certainly not worthy of being feared.

	Her gaze gravitated back to him when he seemed to address her specifically. The corner of her lips twitched upwards at his words. She gave him a onceover, seeing if there was anything else to the man beyond just his poetic flattery, but nothing in particular seemed to stick out. [color=933d41]"Wouldn't you like to know?"[/color] she teased, a playful glint to her dark eyes. [color=933d41]"You may call me Madam Mauve, and this woman here is my new acquaintance Miss Crème."[/color] She gestured back to the petite woman of the namesake, before returning her attention to Master Plum, as he had called himself.