[right][h3][b][i][color=7ea7d8]Professor Walnut[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
[color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right]	Rather than being informed on the events she had missed from the woman who referred to practically everyone as [i]petal[/i], she instead had Sister Penance asking her as to what had happened to her hands. Walnut sighed inwardly. She knew that people were going to ask about this and she straight up ignored Amaranthine's barbed comments directed her way. [color=7ea7d8]"I was assisting Dr. Swamp with tending to the wounded man - Plum. Swamp attempted to kill Plum, I must confess I do not know why, so I used my pistol in an attempt to save Plum from the man. My first shot was unsuccessful and on the second, the pistol backfired and injured me,"[/color] she said succinctly. She really hoped no one else would ask but she imagined that she would have to repeat that tale a few times before the night is over. 

	Her eyes went over towards the Lady of the House as she entered the room, though Walnut's initial labeling of her was incorrect. This wasn't her domain. At the mention of the Dowager, she began to anticipate an even older woman to come and take charge. She had to wonder how much the Lord had informed the rest of his family about all that was going on. Some men did not share information they did not deem strictly relevant to share with the others. Perhaps though these women knew more than he did. Walnut felt a slight pang of sympathy for the young woman weeping - it was a cruel world and some were not fit for it or prepared for the cruelty when it struck.