Strata, a young elf comes running out of the forest, panting and stumbling, sweat trickling down her pale face. She sighs, relieved, when she sees the house.<br/><br/>"I've been getting chased by one too many creatures for one day...I need to rest. This is perfect, it looks like there's nothing in there."<br/><br/>She quickly runs up, hopping into the house through a window, and then sitting against the wall, relieved.<br/><br/>"Good, it doesn't look like theres anything bad in here."