Nysse stepped into the small home only to be stopped by a petite female night elf putting her palm up. Rhoelyn pointed outside, “I just cleaned. What goes for my brother goes for you as well. Go dunk yourself in a river and clean up before you come in.”

Nysse peered over Rhoelyn’s shoulder, “But there’s a tub–.”

Rhoelyn smiled wickedly, “Out.” She turned and casually commented, “I think my brother headed for that grove that you two enjoy…”