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[color=f26522][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Central Hall -> Second Floor Landing
[color=f26522][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=f26522][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Titan half way smirked and half way let out a chuckle at both Dr. Swamps and Amaranthine's answer to his offer. Holding his hands up as if to say he was defeated, in a mocking fashion he cast a cheeky grin. [color=f26522]"Hey, fine by me. Less blood on my clothing,"[/color] he said before giving a bit of a wink. It didn't matter to him really. He had already told the short dark haired woman that she should turn on her heels and go the other direction when they had crossed paths earlier in the evening but she hadn't listened. He figured she wouldn't now. Anyways, there was another man with them, who looked to be their own personal guard at that point. He had seen the man several times so far and had even spoken to him. Sure he wasn't as pretty, who was? And of course he probably wasn't as strong, who could be? But hey he could probably lift that scrawny man. If he couldn't then what the hell was the man doing there anyways? 

	Not that any of these thoughts really crossed his mind though. His eyes were fixated now on the woman he had been walking around the manor earlier. She was full of surprises. There was a knowing smile on his lips as he looked at her but he moved forward and kept following the lord of the manor up the stairs. Hearing Lord Bardolf say it was a long climb to the third floor, and then Moss ask a question, he had to wonder if maybe the man was too far behind or was pressing for more. Looking at him he shrugged. [color=f26522]"At least three,"[/color] he chuckled before bounding up to the second floor landing and looking over the railing at the floor below. Turning his head he looked up and noted where the ceiling stopped. Yeah, at least three but was there more? Above or below? He didn't care. Leaning back against the railing he waited for the others to catch up and watched Lord Bardolf, who looked as vexed as ever.