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[center][h1][color=#D8BFD8]Rihannon Linx[/color][/h1]  
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[color=#D8BFD8]Location:[/color] Foyer —> Graveyard
[color=#D8BFD8]Skills:[/color] N/A 
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Rhiannon paused when everyone walked into a graveyard. Morbid and yet oddly fitting. Rhiannon rubbed their arms, staving off the cold. They looked around at the different graves while Ralph spoke. Off to the corner, a little out of the way from where everyone was standing, Rhiannon noticed a grave that looked a little too fresh. There were muddy tracks around the site, fresh dirt packed, and the obvious look that someone had tried [i]not[/i] to make it obvious. 

When Sam spoke up, Rhiannon shifted their focus to them and the guy they were questioning. And then Milicent said something that had Rhiannon doubling over with laughter. Maybe it was the fact that everyone was standing in a graveyard, after someone had been killed, discussing blackmail, or just the sheer tension of everything, but Rhiannon could hold back their laughter.

[color=#D8BFD8]”Oh, that was great. Thank you,”[/color] Rhi said, wiping imaginary tears from their eyes. They crossed their arms, a faint smile on their face, while they listened to Constance.

[color=#D8BFD8]”Do you think she was getting close? And the blackmailer, what, pushed her down the stairs? Or maybe she confronted them?”[/color] Rhiannon didn’t agree they were being blackmailed. It was pretty obvious that that was what they were all here for. 

[color=#D8BFD8]”Also, that doesn’t look sus at all,”[/color] Rhiannon said, pointing out the freshly dug grave they had noticed earlier.