[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
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Charisma
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Amaranthine watched as more people moved through the room and up the stairs. Taking a breath she had patience for now but she glanced towards Dr. Swamp, a bit worried if he would be able to hold up for much longer. Then someone came over. Sighing she looked at the woman, even if she wasn't speaking to her. [color=a187be]"Um.. you might want to go, before..."[/color] she said, glancing over at Quinton who had been watching over them. The girl she was talking to had a burn on her hand. And Swamp against her had been shot. Her eyes went over towards Walnut. [color=a187be]"Go, before you get in trouble,"[/color] she said, trying to warn the girl so she didn't get hurt. Something wasn't sitting right with her, about any of this. 

	Looking over at Swamp as he spoke she nodded. [color=a187be]"I understand and no, do not worry. I am in much better condition than you. If you can stand, so can I. I was not the one who was shot,"[/color] she said before casting a glance towards Walnut. Adjusting slightly she kept a gentle arm around his waist, making sure to keep her hand low and her shoulder away from his wound. People were dragging feet. Turning her head towards Quinton, she tilted it back. [color=a187be]"Please, may we continue? Others have no care and the floors will be stained if we do not soon. Should we truly wait for the rude and those that would hold up an entire group? Those that even have not enough respect for your Lord to keep him from waiting in his own home?"[/color] she said in a calm and song like voice.