OOC: Yeah, I always get stuck with the kender. Must be my child-like
personality or something :P And it's Alyssa. Camia is downstairs.
Completely different character ;) (Camia's the sane one... I
think :P )

"Did I say it was a dragon?" Alyssa responded to Foxpaw's skeptical
question and look. "And not often enough for me to disregard it. Now
get back out here," she told the kender, not particularly wishing to
go into the room herself.

Naturally, the kender ignored her and started rooting around in a
drawer. Then the candle blew out and the door to the room slammed
shut mere inches from Alyssa's face, causing her to jump back in
alarm.

Sighing, Alyssa leaned back against the wall, pulling a dagger from
her many-colored robes, and began to idly clean the dirt and grime
from under her fingernails. It appeared as though she'd all but
forgotten about Foxpaw by now, wholly involved as she was in the art
of personal grooming.

Once finished that, Alyssa walked over to the stairs so she could
shout down at Vorian.

"Could I get another room to sleep in? The kender is very likely
getting himself killed in ours, and I could use a nice, clean bath."