[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: Central Hall
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[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Amaranthine didn't say anything for a bit. She was just standing there, watching the people as they passed. Every so often her eyes would looked around the room in general or over towards Quinton. They were going to be standing there and waiting for a bit seemed as people were not keeping together as a group. It was best to wait so Swamp could take his time. She didn't want to ask for help from another, so it was better if they went slow for her sake as well. She wasn't exactly built for hard labor it seemed. It wasn't that she was weak but being a certain and height and weight did have its limitations. There was just no getting around that. The main reason she didn't want to ask for help though was easy enough to figure out. She didn't trust anyone in that house. 

	She wasn't sure if she trusted the doctor next to her either but out of everyone there, he was the best thing she had. At least he had been kind so far. To her at least. The woman wasn't naive though. If she was there for a reason, at this point the rest had to be as well. Where they innocent or guilty? And of what? It would matter at one point but right then it didn't. Looking over at Dr. Swamp she shook her head. [color=a187be]"There is no need. Kindness is a gift and gifts need no repayment,"[/color] she said in a kind voice. Watching people ascend the stairs she waited. [color=a187be]"Are you holding up? Should we seat you until the rest have cleared the way?"[/color] she asked after a moment of thought.