[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/KYhx6jDf/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Gretna Green
[b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: Deduction[/center][hr]	As Virginia was heading in the direction she saw the horses coming from, she stopped for a moment as Ny made a comment about the circus being in town. How had the Russian Circus managed to travel this distance to Gretna Green and arrive what felt like moments after them? Had they experienced some sort of anomaly as well? Her mind was racing as she spotted Vlad, trying to understand what could have happened. It seemed that he had spotted them as well, from the larger than life personality's shouts and exclamations directed at them. As he called her a wolf, however, Virginia's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. Was it just a coincidence or could... could Bazhooli have been behind the wolf carcass sent to threaten her brother?

	Her expression softened, hearing that one of the Circus' people had died. [color=#9999ff]"Great Bazhooli... I regret to tell you this, but your comrade is not the only one who went to begin the next adventure. I am so sorry for your loss,"[/color] she said softly. [color=#9999ff]"Dame Mary Hale perished fighting the Soulless along the way... and I must ask... Is the Grand Duchess well? Last I saw her, she had been spirited away by some creature and... Well, it seemed that she was likely dead."[/color] Virginia studied Bazhooli for a moment. She felt her was telling the truth about Elizaveta, though she wanted to make sure that the Grand Duchess was alright. So much had happened to their initial trio that she felt it was her duty to make sure. 

[hider=Roll Request]Character current location: Gretna Green
Characters attempted actions: Virginia is going to be studying Bazhooli, trying to figure out if he could have been the one to send the wolf to her home
Any and all skills being used: Deduction
Why each skill is being called: For sleuthing! 
Desired location of the character: Gretna Green, heading in the direction she first saw the horses come from[/hider][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/75c688c44bc5b1b3ef54bf3081a0f05c/tumblr_omdy05ZJXh1w3nwrko1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: House Kirkpatrick - the Parlor -> hunting down the butler! 
[b][color=ff6600]Skills[/color][/b]: Deception[/center][hr]	Maeve nodded, standing from where she had been seated. [color=ff6600]"Aye, m'lady,"[/color] she told her. She hadn't been able to pick up any flaws in Colette's logic or what she had been outwardly saying, so it seemed that perhaps she was being genuine. If Colette really was just a naive and innocent, sheltered daughter of a peer, then her job would be all the more easier. She didn't doubt though that there could be something more sinister hiding behind that pretty face. She gave a nod to Colette as her thanks, Maeve's hand running along the brim of the letter for a moment. 

	[color=ff6600]"I'll be back in a moment an' once de carriage is ready, we can depart, miss,"[/color] she told Colette, before she headed off to track down the butler. Once she found him, she asked for him to prepare the carriage for departure immediately, as well as handing off the letter for him to mail - she stressed that it was important too. She didn't want to have the letter get lost by the post or forgotten about by the butler, since Lady Kirkpatrick had a personal stake in how events would turn out. [color=ff6600]"Thank ye,"[/color] she said, having finished telling the butler what exactly she needed.