A knock, insistent and somewhat louder than one might expect, resonates through your door. You open it, eyes scanning the hall only to find no one at your eye level.

"Down here, asshole,"

a voice rings out highly feminine while straining to sound more intimidating and robust than it naturally is.

Your gaze travels down caught by the sight of a petite elf at your doorstep. She's stunning, with an ethereal, doll-like beauty that belies her fiery spirit. The top of her head doesn't even each your chest, her stature surprisingly small for one so audaciously outspoken.

"Can you keep it the fuck down, New Guy?"

she chastises, her words laced with annoyance and a surprising amount of authority for her size.

"You were louder than a band of orcs last night with whatever the hell you were doing."

Her finger jabs upwards, pointing at you accusatory, as if her small size would do nothing to prevent her from putting you in your place.