Upon the opening of the very red, very floral room, Vax'ildan squinted against the force of the decor.

"Yes, they are," he reported grimly. "Some better, some worse. But all of them overdone by half." He bravely forged ahead, a man used to helping himself where he hadn't been invited. Vax moved into the bathroom to start Alucin a bath and see about cleaning off the bloodied blade. "At least yours only has the one bed."