"I would help, but you're cute and charming all on your own. Besides, they'd take one look at me and charge extra because they think my huge-ass self will break everything just by breathing." So insulting, that. Korrin's tread isn't quiet nor is her voice, but she takes care keep her surroundings intact and in good shape, and living among smaller races without horns has already taught her to be careful. "I could totally go for one big room partitioned off in various ways, though. Something nice and open and not cramped as hell."

...and I'm not a Fade expert by any stretch, but there's some truth in things happening on this side of the Veil thinning it out and attracting spirits drawn to that type of emotion. Battlegrounds can attract rage demons, or slums can draw in despair demons, things like that. In a place where so many people were abused for so long, it could easily draw in plenty of both. I could tell you stories about places I've seen where that shit happened, like the forest in Ferelden where so many elves and vints fought over time that the Veil had more holes in it than a lace doily. But no matter how awful those areas were, I always knew we'd be leaving as soon as we could. It's not like we were setting up to live there."

She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "Don't worry, kadan. It's my issue; I'm not used staying in one place and dealing with its accumulated crap, but Tama didn't help raise any delicate snowflakes. I have to deal with it, so I will, end of story."