[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: State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
[color=f26522][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Intelligence, Strength
[color=f26522][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Mr. Titian hadn't exactly shown the most active of brains yet. Since he had arrived at the gate he had just wandered around, a big goofy smile on his face, flirting and drinking, and maybe a single teeny tiny little scream while on a table. Not exactly a towering presence of knowledge. Just good looks. At least in his mind. Thing was, sometimes the smartest things come from the dumbest mouths. [color=f26522]"Don't take the damn thing out, right now it's keeping it from bleeding more,"[/color] he said towards Rave. The man wasn't a doctor but he had dealt with enough brawls and fights in his life. Turning his head a bit more towards her, the light caught his face and the faint scar could be seen. Apparently he had had a run in with a blade or two in his life. 

	Things were getting a bit heated. It seemed that even though the Lord of the Manor had spoken his piece, people were not taking it. Resting an elbow on the table, Titian palmed his face and rubbed it slightly. He was obnoxious but at least he wasn't being stupid right then. This place had guards, a lot of them that they had already seen. People were dead around the place and it was obvious this wasn't causing any worry with the people in the house. So yes, press the buttons on the man who is giving you food and shelter during the worst time of the year. Brilliant. 

	Leaning back in his seat he looked over towards Blush as she finally took the mask off. Maybe that would make the man happy or at least not as vexed. Nope, she kept talking. And then Bardolf laid into everyone, including him he figured since he had said something a while ago. Standing up, he pushed his chair back and moved over towards Rave. [color=f26522]"Let's get you pulled back from the table, that way when help gets here there is room,"[/color] he said as he put his hands on the back of the chair. He wasn't going to lift her or anything, he just simply pulled the chair back carefully. Away from the table and the others around her by several feet.