[right][h3][b][i][color=c4df9b]Prima Rave[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=c4df9b]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Confinement (Attic)
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Dexterity
[color=c4df9b][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Prima Rave took a really deep breath as people were moving about the room, heading to leave. They seemed to have a lot better luck than hers earlier. She was queit as she was testing how much her leg could hold her right about now. At first she assumed that it would be good enough to take a few steps, but as soon as she attempted to put any weight onto it, she felt a stab of pain travel through her calf, her hand moved to it like lightning, as she leaned to the other side to put all the weight onto her good leg in an attempt to stay standing and not fall to the ground yet again. Her shoulder slammed into the wall because of hte speed, but she did keep herself from falling.

	[color=c4df9b]"Damn..."[/color] She mumbled, holding onto her injured leg. Maybe she should have never attended to that dinner after all. It would have been better ot just keep away from the food and keep her own hands at her lap, pretending she wasn't hungry. Maybe at least that way she should have avoided stabbing herself with a knife by an absolute mistake. Still there was absolutely no way to revert back time and do things differently except for some divine intervention and she wasn't sure if even the gods could do something quite like that.

	Still now that the pain subsided and she could once more resume a less dependent on having her shoulder on the wall posture, she took a breath and listened. People were probably already leaving the room more and more. If she wasn't the only one left by now, she would soon be. The leg was going to be screwing her hard, she wondered if by the time the others have left the floor, she might be still trying to leave this damned room.


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Character current location: Shadowell Manor, Attic (Confinement)
Characters attempted actions: Go to the opened door.
Any and all skills being used: Dexterity
Why each skill is being called: To hopefully get to the door so she could leave this room and keep up with the others.
Desired location of the character: Next to the opened door leading to the next room.
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