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[color=7d6c00][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Music Room
[color=7d6c00][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Constitution 
[color=7d6c00][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 2
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	Naturally, Dr. Swamp was a little put off that he was shot, and further that his powers of observation did not allow him to detect the presence of a second barrel on the Professor's weapon. Such a detail might have led him to alter the decision-making process. Lucky for him, it did not work out exactly as planned for his newest adversary. First Plum, now Walnut? Such a story might be unbelievable, were it not to have been corroborated in part by Titian. He blinked, even flinched as the striker clicked home, promising a swift delivery of the barrel's contents into his body, [i]again[/i]. But a bang and flash later, and Walnut joined the blooded within the Music Room. 

	Swamp held his cane before him and braced, pushing himself to his feet while leaning heavily upon the wall. The trail of his blood upon leading upward was testament to the fact that he was not having a stellar evening. He punctuated Jasper's entrance with a sigh of relief - be it that he was not officially an "invited" guest, he held a tiny bit of hope that the staff would at least pretend to maintain the relative peace of the household. The Doctor opened his mouth to answer the man when the door handle opposite of them jiggled, as if someone wished entry. He needed to speak, before more people complicated the situation further. [color=7d6c00]"Sir, if you would?"[/color] he began, injury accenting his voice, [color=7d6c00]"I cannot assume the first shot was an accident any longer. This woman... [i]shot me[/i] after this man lured me in here and attacked - [i]and tried to again[/i]! Were it not for the misfire, I would surely be dead. They should be restrained for everyone's safety."[/color] As he spoke, he sought to catch the houseman's gaze, silently attempting to signal in the direction of the prone man. [color=7d6c00]"There is trickery at work here."[/color]