[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9999ff]Virginia Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/dQB5Cgpg/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9999ff]Location[/color][/b]: Gretna Green - Church
[b][color=#9999ff]Skills[/color][/b]: Deduction [/center][hr]	Virginia returned Millicent's embrace, holding her dear friend close. While Millicent was shaking and seemed frightened, Virginia was strong. These sort of circumstances - the dark, strange, and unusual - they were what her family thrived in. She was calm, cool, and collected despite the haze clouding her vision - and despite the tragic death of Ludwig, a kindred soul she never had the fortune to truly meet. She listened to Millicent's description of what had happened to Rutherford - it was quite odd. And had Millicent been in better shape, Virginia would have inquired as to where the man was - she would very much like to see a person with such a description. [color=#9999ff]"That is rather interesting - I experienced some abnormalities on my travels here as well, you see... At one point, it was as if the earth bent and contracted, sending me a greater distance than should have been possible. Perhaps time contracted as well, I do not know."[/color]

	[color=#9999ff]"I believe that we are in the center of some storm, dear Millicent,"[/color] she said gently. [color=#9999ff]"If you wish, I can be your refuge and guardian,"[/color] she then offered. She didn't want to presume that Millicent was incapable of protecting herself, but she seemed to be in a state that wasn't conducive to fighting at the moment. If Millicent needed to take shelter behind Virginia's blades, then that was fine. It was what friends were for, after all. She then caught the scent of fire in the air, but no smoke. That was odd. She glanced around but wasn't able to notice anything amiss. [color=#9999ff]"How peculiar..."[/color] she murmured. 	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff6600]Maeve Brennan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/RFvcVZSh/tumblr-okus4b-RDQz1w3nwrko4-250.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: Gretna Green - Carriage -> Church
[b][color=ff6600]Skills[/color][/b]: N/A [/center][hr]	Maeve was rather curious about the coin that Colette produced - how was the golden coin going to signal the pirates that she was in need of aid? She supposed that there had to be something more to it, but unfortunately she didn't get a moment to inquire about it. People were running around like it was the end of the world, but one stuck out in particular. It was Lord Rutherford, the annoying man she had met before - just missing portions of his face. Had the haze not been impacting her, she would have found it funny - okay, she [i]did[/i] find his disfigurement a little bit funny. And horrifying. But also - he deserved it. He was irritating. 

	[color=ff6600]"After yer,"[/color] Maeve said, getting out of the carriage and beckoning for Colette to enter the Church first if she wanted to. In her opinion, most people that were in the upper class were horrible when it came to taking care of themselves - some of them didn't even bother with training when they could afford it. Sure, Colette struck her as stronger than most but still, letting her go into the house of refuge first was a good idea. Maeve didn't even care if the Church was Catholic or Protestant at the moment. Shelter in holy walls was a good idea and as she entered, it seemed they were in luck - she could see Millicent embracing a rather pale woman. [color=ff6600]"Look,"[/color] she told Colette, pointing her towards Millicent. There was a slight fiery scent in the air as well.