Florette Dead!!

>look
[Balmour Beach, Tidepools]
As you move further out onto the rocky shelf, the susurration of the waves
turns to a strident thunder.  Droplets of water glisten in some spots 
before draining away down paths etched by the patient hand of nature.  
To the northwest, you glimpse several depressions in the rock where 
tidepools have formed.  You also see some fibers and a brightly colored
lantern.

>search
You search the area thouroughly, but the police prevent you from getting 
too close to the victim.  The entire area surrounding the tidepool has been 
cordoned off and there are many officers searching the area.  As several 
investigators move away from the edge of the pool, you see the body of 
a young woman lying half in and half out of the water.  Near her 
outstretched hand, you note the disturbed ground.

>look woman (Secret Agent)
Serial killer your foot!  This one certainly isn't anything like the others.
Little, you'd say around five three or so...maybe a hundred pounds wet...or
half wet as she is right now.  You peer around a distracted guard to get a
better look.  Black hair, green dress...well, she certainly knew how to 
dress.  But....if this isn't a serial killer, and you're fairly certain it 
isn't, what is it?  What would anyone gain from killing this small woman?

>look woman (Sleuth)
You look around you....a rocky tidepool extends towards the sea...lying with
her feet in the pool, is a black haired young woman.  You can't really see too
much of what is happening because the police are trying to keep gawkers away
from the scene.  You catch a glimpse of the woman's dress and bracelet...both
a beautiful emerald green.  It appears as though she'd been rolling in a
powdery substance...her dress is covered in it.  You can't see any signs of a
struggle or any marks on the woman's arms or face...she looks awfully familiar
though.

>describe woman
You see Florette Champeney the Merchant.
She appears to be in her early 20's, has long, curly black hair, 
green eyes and light skin.
She is holding a domino in her right hand.
She is wearing an emerald bracelet, a pair of dainty emeral and 
silver slippers, an emerald slipdress that flows to the ground in 
shimmering folds and her hair swept up onto the top of her head by silver 
and emerald ribbons with small tendrils curling about her face.

Florette Champeney has no wounds and is not bleeding.  She appears to be 
dead.

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