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[color=lightgreen][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Breakfast Room 
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color]Charisma
[color=lightgreen][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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Madam Envy sparked some small talk to the men, airing a pleasant and regal demeanour. [color=lightgreen]"I didn't know you could come in bare face, or have you gentlemen simply just forgot to wear your masks?" [/color] She could only figure there is some sort of segregation between the real guests and those who are unwilling. To what purpose, she doesnt know, but more than compelled to find out.  Madam Envy shifted her bearings , more harmless and approachable [color=lightgreen]"Although I never really understood the purpose of these covers. I'm sure you men have some sort of idea, do you?"[/color] she asks them.[color=lightgreen] "Do you know the Lord well? Surely someone being invited on such a gathering must at least have some positive of relationship with the host." [/color]she said in a seemingly affable tone, as she lean in closer to the men who were busy with their food.

[i]Each of the men cast a gaze in the woman's direction but only one of them spoke. He had dark hair and light eyes. A slight smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth as he answered her question. "We are the Soul Quartet, what need is there in wearing a mask when once we entertain our voices will reveal exactly whom we are?" he asked of her before shrugging and popping a grape into his mouth.  "Why you need to wear one? Perhaps you need to hide something, why don't you tell me?"[/i]

[color=lightgreen]"A quartet you say. Interesting."[/color] The evening's formal entertainment, that totally blows her own cautious impressions, and had slightly eased down, yet disappointed it never directed them much on what they would get themselves in to.  She thought about the man's query, she shrugs answering the question by instinct [color=lightgreen]"Oh, don't we all.[/color] she said, as vaguely as she makes it appear. [color=lightgreen]"But I'm guessing it has something more to do with satisfying the host's eccentric kinks."[/color]

Madam Envy hears the a woman speak, she turns to her to see a a short and meek young woman.[color=lightgreen]"Never been to a lot of soirees I pressume?"[/color] she asks, looking down at her showing her a face fully concealed.