[b]The room was behind a large, ornately carved door of a snarling horse of demons ascending towards a scowling sun. After a small ceremony of presenting the gemstone key to the snarling sun, they were admitted to the room. You managed to slink in behind them, ending up in the room inside unnoticed. The room itself was fairiy decently sized, not a suite but this hotel probably didn't have any of those. The room was cozy with wooden walls with fake blood stains smeared on them in necromatic circles, the bed was carved to look like it was supported by hundreds of writhing dead, and the lamps all burned purple, but it was actually a very nice room. [/b]

*[i]Why the heck would anyone want to stay here?[/i] thought mittens as he shuffled around the room in search of evil. He made sure to avoid the gaze of the current occupants, which was no easy task due to the room’s size.*

[b]The whole room seemed, at least styled to be evil, but not anything more sinister than what you would expect of a hotel with a gimmick.[/b]

*He sighed mentally. Bordrick scampered to the door and jumped, taking ahold of the handle and pulling it down. He put a foot on the doorframe and pushed it open. He then dropped to the floor and scampered down the hall.* [spoiler]Here’s a ref: http://i.imgur.com/MHi2Rql.jpg Also his name is now Bordrick the Vile.[/spoiler]

[b]As he scampered down the hall, he was spotted. A young woman coming out of a room, wearing the white robes of an employee, carrying a stack of towels. She put the towels down and approached you, but the moment she saw the people hands she screamed and started running.[/b]