Renna was huffing and puffing as the made they're way up the stairs to her room. "<span style="font-weight: bold">Damn... He's heavy...</span>" She watched as Irenes took a break herself, leaving the feeble satyr to hold up the bloated elf by herself. "<span style="font-weight: bold">By the way, did we ever get your name?</span>" After a short break, the two women eventually succeeded in dragging the elf to her bed. The pushed in onto the surprisingly well maintained bed room. While there were signs of decay like holes in the roof and walls, the floors were seemingly sturdy, and the bed was clean and still in good condition, with only a couple of broken springs inside. "<span style="font-weight: bold">There we go... Now... What do do with you next?</span>"<br/><br/>((OOC: Sorry for the light bit of Power-Playing. if it really bothers ya, let me know and I'll try and edit it))