[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 - Billiards Room
[color=933d41][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Wisdom
[color=933d41][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
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	Mauve caught the downward descent of Cobalt's eyes, and she followed its trajectory as his words washed over her. She finally took note of the object of his attention, the blood staining her sleeve. Master Plum's blood. [color=933d41]"A fool tried to stab me, but his first mistake was thinking I was easy prey. His second mistake was having such godawful aim,"[/color] she explained as her dark blue eyes flicked back up. 

	Her head tilted ever so slightly to the side. [color=933d41]"The poor thing stabbed his foot instead,"[/color] she added. Her voice sounded a bit more distant this time. She searched his gaze once more, trying to decipher his true emotions beyond that façade of his, and she seemed a bit more satisfied with what she saw. A glint came to her eyes, before her gaze flitted past Cobalt to the doorway. She rolled her eyes as Master Tack's voice carried down the corridor. He was requesting the help of a doctor, was he now? [color=933d41]"I'll be damned if I help the man,"[/color] she commented, her attention returning to Cobalt.