You decide to go up one more floor. The top floor is a bigger, but still a bit too small to be a full floor, with only four rooms, although not nearly as crammed together, and most of them seem to be bedrooms.
You pause as you notice someone in the room to your immediate right. A woman with short, brown hair is siting on a bed, polishing a sword as big as she is. It looks heavy, yet she handles it as if it weighs nothing. She’s wearing skimpy looking armor, which frankly, doesn’t look like it would protect anything. Her room is pretty bare, with only a bed, a bookshelf, and a few plants in the window. She hasn’t noticed you, but it would be hard to move around this floor without her seeing you.
The room immediately in front of you, and the one to the left of it, are both bedrooms. You can’t tell from here if anyone’s inside. Down the hall and to the left is another room, but you can’t see what kind of room it is from here.
