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[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Gaming Room
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Perception 
[color=lightsteelblue][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 6
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	Cobalt raised an eyebrow as Swamp rose to his feet. Anticipating that there may be about to be some form of entertainment, Cobalt leaned against the fireplace beside him, his elbow on the mantelpiece. Although he looked relaxed, he was far from it, ready to spring into action if something called for it. What he got instead forced him to suppress a laugh. The blue eyes, peering out from the bird-like mask the doctor wore, clearly winked towards Amaranthine. The image, and the gesture, struck Cobalt as so out of place that it almost seemed farcical, but that was not the end of it. 

	Obviously attempting to impose himself, the tall, slender figure widened his stance as he spoke to the men gathered outside the door. This time, Cobalt couldn't stop the laughter that burst from him, and he was forced to conceal it with a cough as he heard the doctor speak. His intended? Cobalt had only left them alone for a few moments, had he missed some great declaration of love? Cobalt glanced across to Amaranthine herself, attempting to gauge her reaction.

	Unfortunately, a face beneath a mask was a difficult one to read, and besides, Cobalt's attention was dragged away as the men standing outside the room moved into it. There was something curious about the men that stepped through the door, three with fair hair, one dark. Cobalt couldn't help but smirk as he heard them speak, each chiming in to continue from the other, so that four men spoke where only one needed to. They were certainly apologetic to the doctor, and if they were threatened by his stance they didn't show it. 

	Cobalt could feel the cold night's air on his back, and he wasn't surprised when he heard one of the four newcomers remark, although for the life of him he could not tell which one. Cobalt turned to Amaranthine again, waiting to see how the woman would react.