Viloet sighed, staring up at the monumental dusting ahead of her. And indeed it was quite ahead of her, by a few good feet even! "Don't suppose Grishka could have conjured up a gentle breeze to run through the whole room, huh?"<br/><br/>For some reason, she didn't think this was quite the same as having to use a towel where the human maid's spells would suffice. The halfling began looking for some nearby rags to do the job. Whimsy as she was, the task already appeared to be taking much longer than it needed to. Too often would Viloet stop to read through the titles of every single book, and occasionally to open up the more interesting ones for a few moments to indulge her curiosity.<br/><br/>She hummed an old halfling rhyme to herself as she worked, cheerfully single-minded in her efforts, even if that one-track mindset tended to swerve around at times... She sighed after finishing the highest shelf before looking down. With eyes widened, she realized just how high she was up... A good six or so feet! Afraid for her life, the halfling clung to the ladder with all her feeble might. She could sprain an ankle falling from this height! Or break a leg and then hit her head on the way down! She was up here this whole time and almost<strong>died!</strong>