"Friends!" Red howled in his most comprehensive utterance yet! He took a quick swig from his bottle and then leaped off the front desk. He eagerly started to scamper down the hallway in search of the other gremlins. Truth be told, he had no idea where the backup backup generator actually was and he wasn't the type to ask for directions. Instead, he began to check every door he came across. He wandered first into the kitchen, where the alluring smells lured him close to a nice bubbling pot. He almost managed to scoop a handful of the liquid, but one of the chefs caught him just in time and threw him out.<br/><br/>Red continued along his journey, traveling down a hallway with room's for visitors on either side. He jumped up onto each door knob, opening the ones that were unlocked while scratching and hissing at the locked ones. Of the few that were unlocked, Red interrupted a gorgon styling her hair, a vampire feeding on some unfortunate human, a succubus giving a private show to a group of monsters and a group of small elves baking cookies.<br/><br/>Somehow, through random chance, Red's next destination happened to be the breaker room. Perhaps it was a sixth sense he had for his fellow mischief-makers that led him there, or maybe it was the large explosion, but regardless he had found his kin. Now, everyone knows that if you want something smithed or forged you ask a dwarf. If you want something created or invented, you ask a gnome. If you want something destroyed or blown up, you ask a gremlin. Which is why the hotel staff only let the gremlins "tinker" with the backup backup generator. If they were let loose on the main generator the hotel would have a blackout. Now there was just the risk of no emergency power, noise complaints, and immense property damage instead.