Nick the bellboy smiled happily as he headed between rooms. He was about eight, with shoulder length brown hair and big blue eyes. He was a delicate little thing, almost like a doll in his red bellboy outfit, but somehow seemed to get along well in the hotel. There were rumors that he was some sort of fey, but this had never been confirmed. But he never seemed to have problem with handling people behind on rent. Who tended to be "evicted" to his stomach.