Getting Situated

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[Thanks to all kinds of strange events that have been happening to her lately, from finding random people in her bed, to being abducted by an enraged troll, it's no surprise Tielle has yet to get her room organized and looking the way she wants.  Taking out a small cloth pouch, she reaches deep into the bag, far deeper than her arm should even be able to fit, the bag practically at her shoulder.  With a heave, she begins pulling out all sorts of furnishings from chairs to bedsheets, even a small bookshelf lined with journals and logs of things she's studied over the centuries.  She's left the door wide open, practically inviting any passerby who may be interested in what she's doing or that mysterious little bag.]

"I really should have gotten this taken care of sooner.  I do hate unpacking, it's tiresome..."