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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Glancing towards Dr. Swamp, Amaranthine nodded slowly and kept close to him. If he needed help she would attend to him. Only one other in the group that had been on the train when she arrived seemed to be half way decent, beyond the doctor, and he wasn't doing anything right then of note. Others, she wasn't sure of but then again she wasn't sure of any of them. She just hoped she wasn't setting herself up for the same fate as others had already succumbed to at this point in the evening. She really should have just stayed home tonight. Maybe they all should have. Stepping over with the doctor she kept her distance. She didn't exactly like being around corpses but she had said she would help. Sadly it didn't seem that the doctor could tell what happened right then and needed to operate? She had no idea why but she stood there. 

	Slowly turning her head as others came in. She recognized the guards from when she arrived but not the woman. Yet from how she was addressed and her age, she could only figure this was Lord Bardolf's wife. But it seemed she wasn't in charge but that didn't surprise her. Men tended to run things in this world, at least on most instances but it wasn't always true. Hearing the word Dowager let her know an older woman was in charge. Perhaps Bardolf's mother? If it was the wife's mother, then she wouldn't be considered. In lines of high families, it would go to the next blood. So had to be his mother. Otherwise it would go to a child of his. Her eyes darted to the white woman. She didn't seem strong enough to order a butler around much less take command of an entire house such as this. Amaranthine was really wishing she had stayed home.