[right][h3][b][i][color=f26522]Mr. Titian[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=f26522]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=f26522][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: 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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	There was a turn of the mans head as the Lord of the Manor said there were five floors to the place. Grasping the edge of the railing and looking down over it to the floor below, and then turning his head and looking up again he grinned. That was probably good information to have but after the glance he seemed to forget about it. His eyes going down again and watching over towards the stairs to where people were coming up. His eyes seemed to stay fixed on the women coming up the stairs, grinning. To himself more than to them. Though, he did notice the numbers dwindling. There were at least three, if not four, that he hadn't seen in sometime, though he couldn't fully remember how many there were to start. His eyes when they arrived had been on something else, then another thing, then, just wow. He grinned again and chuckled a bit to himself. 

	Hearing the door open behind him he turned around and spotted the young girl coming out of it. Turning his back to the railing he leaned against it slightly. She couldn't have been more than twenty and was tiny. What was it with all the tiny women around here? He knew he was a large man so most looked smaller than him but damn, they were tiny. She was over a foot shorter than him, and probably didn't weight a hundred pounds with all her clothing on. Emerald eyes, auburn hair tucked up. Very pretty. He liked that, but then again he did like all things beautiful, especially himself. [color=f26522]"At this rate we may get that drink for breakfast,"[/color] he said in passing, glancing back at the stair case.