[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: Lunar Ballroom
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Wisdom
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Amaranthine looked over towards the door and spotted Creme come into the room. The woman was as small as she was from the looks of things. Dressed in a long gown that covered far more than what Amaranthine's clothing did but the reverse could be said about the woman's mask. It didn't cover her features near as much as Amaranthine's mask did. Looking at the woman she smiled a bit. [color=a187be]"I do wish I had chosen a lighter one,"[/color] she said in passing to the woman and pointed at Creme's mask and then her own. It was kind enough conversation before her eyes went upwards and she motioned towards the man standing up on the balcony. 

	If she could have ducked away or kept her face turned enough from just one in the room Amaranthine might have just removed her mask for a moment but she was not going to risk it now that there was another. Swallowing she sat down behind the piano and waited. Then she seemed to have a bit of an idea and motioned for the girl to come over to her if she would. [color=a187be]"Um, thing about a piano when it plays in a room like this. It drowns out most conversation,"[/color] she said in passing before lifting up key cover and placing her fingers on the ivory. [color=a187be]"One would have to be right next to me to even hear what I said,"[/color] she added before she began to play a simple tune. It was soft for now and only would be heard by those in the Ballroom and the Starry Saloon right then.