[Fin] The Murder-Free Hotel

[Florien]

An enormous pile of miscellaneous items spills out of a closet, bringing with it... presumably a person. They're wearing multiple layers of armor, so it's kind of difficult to tell whether there's something under that armor or not. Rings, belts, necklaces, amulets, and brooches all hang from one another across the figure's body. Most of them are glowing faintly. The figure speaks. A monotonal, somewhat low pitched voice, made tinny by the helmet, but somehow unmuffled by the heavy scarf around her face.

Alright, this place is awful. I'm restricted from killing you. But at least you're all stuck here with me. Yeah. No escape from me until I find the exit to this place. And presumably, I can break your joints. It doesn't say "assault-free". Also, greetings other, new people, Name's Kellensea. Professional adventurer, government-toppler, social-contract forgoer, etcetera. And don't touch my stuff without permission.

She gestures to the pile of miscellaneous stuff.

If you do, I may not be able to kill you, but I will rip your leg bones out, sharpen them, and then cut out the rest of your bones and internal organs with the sharpened leg bones.