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[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Well, things could have went better in so many ways. Sadly at this moment, she counted briefly all the things that were bad as she was clearing up her head after the removal of sharp pointy metal object from her leg. She was stuck in this manor where people didn't really want her, with other people in the similar situation who were probalby even more dangerous if the night so far was to be clear about things. Now there was a dead lord and they were all the suspects. Yeah this could have been better. Hopefully these people wouldn't tear each other apart as time passed. For one example, she was certainly going to be wary of Blush, after the event in the music room.

	She nodded at Amaranthine with thankful expression when she heard the woman display some concern about  her pains.[color=c4df9b]" I think it should be fine for now. It should fade somewhat... at least when I'm not moving the leg much. The concern is very appreciated!"[/color]

	[color=c4df9b]"Thank... you."[/color] Rave finally said to Rebecca when she had finished dealing with the wound.[color=c4df9b]" It could have been bad if it wasn't for you." [/color]She smiled and looked also at Titian. She had a little bit of happy expression on her face following that joke. She nodded at him.[color=c4df9b]" Yeah, I think soup would be preferrable. Least I get a habbit of dropping the knives." [/color]She got in the joke at herself. It wasn't malicious after all! At least she didn't feel it so.

	The someone else showed up. A lady of the manor. They called her Lady Oriold. She suspected this might have been the wife of the Lord and now her concerns about their wellbeing were set ablaze again when someone else was mentioned - A dowager. So the mother of the Lord? Suddenly Rave clenched a fist as was wondering what were the chances of them being tortured to death to quickly found out who was responsible. The Lord was willing to accomodate them for the moment, but with him dead, that didn't mean it would be the case for the others in the Manor. Especially if hey were angry and wanted to quickly find the responsible. if the Dowager as a mother was furious... Rave shuddered just at the thought. She was going to cooperate no matter what they needed! She just hoped she doesn't end up in some stone dungeon.