[right][h3][b][i][color=9F1946]Debutante Blush[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=9F1946]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=9F1946][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] The Attic
[color=9F1946][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] WIS
[color=9F1946][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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The situation was proving to be headache inducing and Blush hated having headaches. If they did not get out soon they risked freezing in the night and that would just please the people of this mansion, wouldn’t it? Leaving guests they invited then pretended to not know anything about only to have them die in an “accident” because of a power outage and no heating. That just figured. Well, Blush would not back down without a fight. If she got out she had a few choice words for the people here, family owned home or not.

She felt along the wall she found and carefully traced it back to the opposite of where she assumed the other door was. She could make out voices, but could she place names to them? Not really. But she didn’t care at this moment in time to make sure she knew their names. Her first concern was getting out of this blasted room. Thankfully, she managed to not run into anyone or stumble as she came across a door. She felt it to be sure, and confirmed it was indeed the door.

[color=9F1946]”I found the other door. I will attempt to get it open myself, but if one could find tools or something else in this room to aid in that, it would be most appreciated.”[/color] Though she doubted they could find anything, perhaps she would be lucky? Fat chance of that.