[right][h3][b][i][color=a187be]Chanteuse Amaranthine[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=a187be]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Gaming Room
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Wisdom, Charisma
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Turning her eyes with her head as she glanced over her shoulder she nodded slightly towards the one that was supposed to be called Justice Cobalt. There was anxiety in her eyes but she nodded slightly and slowly, just a hint of an up and down motion that was not easily detectable unless one was watching. [color=a187be]"It is nothing to be apologetic for, we are all apparently at unease in this situation,"[/color] she said in a soft but shaky voice. It was obvious she was trying to convince herself of what she was saying as much as she was the one she spoke towards right then. 

	Amaranthine's head turned, still slowly as she looked back towards Dr. Swamp and she quirked a brow at the words he said. She couldn't be sure but it sounded like he had just threatened to take the group that wished her to play with them from four to three. That was interesting considering the man seemed thing, lanky, and walked with a cane. Was it an idle threat or was there more to this man? She didn't question. [color=a187be]"Stay close,"[/color] was all she requested from him. She nearly took a step forward but remained where she was when her eyes went to the men. 

	There was a nod from her as they told her to meet them in the Ballroom. She figured she could find it and if not hopefully run across a servant that would tell her where it was located. Then they asked for names and her eyes narrowed a hint. [color=a187be]Amaranthine, Chanteuse Amaranthine."[/color]