[right][h3][b][i][color=a187be]Chanteuse Amaranthine[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=a187be]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Laboratory (Attic) 
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Now, Swamp is figuring out some very interesting things by looking around the room and putting two and two together. But he knows what he knows. (Results for Swamp Pmed) Amaranthine nods slightly to the doctors words but she is unsure of what she can do to figure out what is going on in this place. [color=a187be]"I fear unless you wish me to charm my way into answers I may prove rather useless to such endeavors,"[/color] the woman admitted as she looked around slowly. Her head tilting to one side and then the other. He said he knew things earlier, if this were true then he knew where the majority of her talents lay and perhaps where some other were but things like this was most likely not one of them. 

	Taking a deep breath she turned and looked towards the door. [color=a187be]"It has been some time and it is growing cold,"[/color] she said before looking back over to Dr. Swamp. It was getting colder in the room. Not as quickly as perhaps some of the other rooms but the fact that the gas lights were out now was starting to have an affect on this room now and she was hardly wearing something that would protect her from the cold. Cloaks had been turned over on entering the manor. A brow raised as she looked away and at the door that lead down the stairs. [color=a187be]"Maybe we should move, remaining could just mean freezing to death."[/color] Granted she wasn't sure if that made any sense but if they were to run into someone perhaps she could convince them they were just trying to get warm. 
	
[right][h3][b][i][color=rosybrown]A Little Light: Part 4[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=rosybrown]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right]
	[color=ed1c24][i]*Remember, roll request can be placed at the bottom of the post and results will be posted in the next update. While the door is open now, it is still dark - so rolls will be needed to move around. Those with low light will get bonuses to moving around and such with their rolls.[/i][/color]

	Now, normally rolling a 1 is a bad thing but in this Rp, of course it is what we are aiming for. Cobalt hits a 1 and is finally able to get the fuck out of confinement and into the next room. He does well enough to get around people and make his way over to the next door on the east side of the room with the windows. Thank fucking god that is finally over because one more utter failure and I was going to put him out of his misery lol. 

	Sadly for Rave, she isn't as lucky. In fact she fails her movement roll almost as much as Cobalt succeeded. Back on her ass, that wound in her leg, yes, let's blame it on that. It is stiff, painful, hard to move. She was after all stabbed in the leg, let us over look the fact she did it to herself - it is making it hard for her to move. Maybe someone can give the lady a hand? Or leave her there to die. It's up to you, lol. 

	While Cobalt was hot in his roll, and Rave was cold in hers, Moss seems to be right down the center. I'm suddenly craving porridge. Anyways, nothing big in this roll but he does manage to follow Cobalts footsteps and get to other side of the room and just behind him as he reaches the door and is doing well enough not to run into the man when he comes to a stop. So yay, all good there. 
	
[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: Pantry (1st Floor)
[color=f26522][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=f26522][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Sometimes people need to get moving and see what they can do to survive. Fight or flight type of responses to dangerous situations. And sometimes people need to stay right where they are or they could make matters worse. It was something that people needed to think on, hard, weigh the pros and cons. Well as we had established, Titian isn't exactly one of the great minds in this world but he does tend to go with his gut and his gut usually pays off. Right then his gut was telling him this bread and cheese was really damn good and the small wine skin he found was just perfect to wash it down with. Hey, a man's gotta eat right? Fill the hump when you can, hell everything with Titian was hump while you can - either fill it or do it. He was a man of action. 

	And right then his action was swallowing the mouthful of food he was chewing. Thing was, even if he didn't know it, staying right where he was. Somewhere warm with food, was actually a good choice. People were milling around out there. They were talking, gossiping and he was hearing plenty. A lot more than he probably should. It may have been better if others were listening with him, as they probably would have put two and two together faster or at least tried to put two and two together. Right now he was just getting a lot of information. If he could use it later, maybe it would keep him alive. Maybe it wouldn't but hey, no one was bothering him. No one to feed meant people were not checking the pantry. He was save for another round.