<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b6/JScars.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Jacob Scarborough<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Entrance Hall<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Arriving alongside the other guests<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black suit and tie, white dress shirt, black cap-toe oxfords, and a raven mask (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Jacobscarmask.png)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mia, OPEN<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> ---<br/></span><hr/><br/>Upon arriving, Jacob welcomed the warm greeting from Mrs. Romero with a small genial smile. He would have returned the gesture had it not been for his choice in mask tonight, as the small pointed beak would have potentially imparted some small unpleasantness in exchange for a peck of his own.<strong>"<em>Always</em> a pleasure to be back,"</strong>he mused lowly to her nevertheless, hoping for many more repeat appearances in the future. This year, however, he had been in attendance alone. No arm candy or significant others attached. If anything, it had been a welcome change.<br/><br/>Of course, the time they - he and Mia - had together this early in the evening was short lived, as there had been others in waiting behind him. He was sure there would be ample time later to mingle with the hostess, but with a mansion full of possible distractions there was no telling in how long that would be. If at all. Following her departure, Jacob made his way further inside of the mansion with no real hurry to go anywhere in particular.<br/><br/>During his meanderings, Jacob turned down an offer of champagne from one of the servers, as he had a taste for something stronger should he ever make it to where the bar had been located. At any other outing he would have asked its exact whereabouts, but half the fun about tonight was exploring the massive estate. For now he was more content in drinking in the sights over satiating his mounting thirst.<br/><br/>In the end, Jacob had ended up taking the stairs near the entrance to floor above, hoping to find a good spot to overlook the dance floor. He had also wanted to sneak a peek at what the maze had to offer, but he welcomed the possibilities of potentially getting hopelessly lost in it later on in the evening.