Ellis still hadn't moved, though in all honesty her boredom was making her consider it. The sentient doll had spent enough time on her knife to adequately sharpen ten weapons, and now simply sat on the ground, Sh'artoth placed on her head and it's eye scanning the area. This was growing irksome, she had come here to fight, not wait! Grumbling to herself, the doll got to her feet and began to wander aimlessly, hoping to run into something,<span style="font-style: italic">anything</span>she could kill.