Felicity Fourhooves
Centaur Paladin 5
AC: 17 HP: 44
PP:10 PIv: 09 PIs: 10
Lay on Hands: 25/25 Spell Slots: 4/2

Felicity was half-delighted, helf-terrified by the matter-of-fact response by the ghost. As a Fey creature, her experience with the Other Side was steeped in riddles and mystery and cryptic poetry. It was... odd... to have a ghost just.... talk to them.

"Excuse me? Your Ghostship? We promise to attend to your dilemma right away. In the meantime, do you have any objection to us occupying this residence? Cleaning it up and tidying and moving in? We promise to treat it with respect and care."

She paused. Thought a moment.

"And, like, maybe you won't be staring us when we're changing, or in the bathroom?"