[right][h3][b][i][color=9F1946]Debutante Blush[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=9F1946]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=9F1946][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Central Hall -> Third Story Balcony
[color=9F1946][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=9F1946][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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Blush continued to climb the stairs, eager for this trek to end. Seriously, who in their right mind constructed these many stairs in their home? Why would you do that to yourself and anyone who ventured into your home? Sure, it was big, but it was rather annoying to have to climb just to reach the third floor and who knows what lay beyond that? Blush took a deep breath, unwilling to show that it was starting to get to her. She hoped wherever she was being led to, it was worth it.

[color=9F1946]"Worry not about me. I am fine and made of sturdier stuff than most. Let us press on and continue."[/color] She let the woman's other words wash over her. She had similar thoughts ever since she had arrived. She had been carefully constructing thoughts in her head about why they were here. She knew why she came, of course, and she assumed those with her had similar reasons. Which meant this night was going to be very interesting. She clutched her necklace as a matter of concern. No, she was right. There was time.