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[color=9F1946][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Second Floor Stair Landing (Going Up)
[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 had half a mind to remind the man that there were plenty of people out there that would take one look at a grand mansion like this, snowy weather or not, and see it ripe for the picking. Guards and security be damned. Blowing up the bridge, however, well now that was not someone keeping others out. It was keeping them in that was the goal. She was not afraid, of course, far from it. This was, by far, the most exciting thing to happen on this trip. And she saw someone get blasted off from a chair!

She kept her thoughts to herself though. It was best not to trust anyone. [color=9F1946]“I would like to meet this Lord Bardolf then and quickly. We are essentially sitting ducks here and I do not doubt for one second that tonight’s events will be over. I will not stand around and pretend all is fine and go about being here with someone who is dangerous.”[/color] Blush left it at that, not signaling her thoughts otherwise. She was curious about what would happen now.

She was happy to be heading back upstairs though, knowing she did not get to explore it all fully. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be doing much more up here, but just because she could not search the rooms did not mean she wouldn’t be able to obtain information. People were just as handy as a locked drawer or a mysterious bookshelf at providing information. It was only a matter of what one did and said to unlock those secrets.