[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) -> Confinement (Attic) [color=f26522][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A [color=f26522][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4 [color=f26522]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right] Titian chuckled a bit. [color=f26522]"Oh why does anything happen? Like, why would a chair just fly into the air?"[/color] Titian said with a smirk on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes. The Lady seemed to have a few words to say on the matter as everyone was voicing their opinion and Titian just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, watching one small woman in particular. As they were lead up to Confinement he looked around but he didn't look worried, just grinning to himself, something going on inside that head of his but lord only knew what it was, hell Titian himself might not even know what was going on through his mind. It was probably a lot of things, or one thing in particular, probably something he shouldn't have been thinking about right then. Looking around the Confinement room when they got there he smirked and nodded towards Rave. Yeah, it could have been a lot worse. The room at least was decently warm and dry enough. He had spent nights in far worse and much lower. This obviously wasn't a dungeon and it wasn't outside in the storm. Leaning back against a wall he kept his arms crossed over his chest. [color=f26522]"Listen, I ain't bright but I do know two damn things. One. Y'all are idiots if you think Swamp had anything to do with the Lord murder. He wasn't around the man, hell he was with her part of the time,"[/color] he said motioning to Walnut. [color=f26522]"Hell for all we know his ticker gave out."[/color] There was a slight pause as a smile grew on his features. [color=f26522]"And two, us workin' together? Shit, there's at least one murder in this room I bet and people just be pitting each other against the other. Even I ain't dumb enough to trust the lot of ya. Last time I trusted someone, they just shot themselves in the foot.""[/color] He couldn't help but laugh at that last bit.