Neverwinter Forest it's late and this grate won't come down

We haven't had a thread in a while! @Kjalarr

With the weather warming up again, Maude felt a burst of energy that she could only describe as spring fever. Only it wasn't spring just yet, and she didn't have a fever. She was just happy it wasn't fucking cold all the time.

The wench burst from her den, intent on enjoying the newfound warmth as quickly as possible before duty and responsiblity kicked her in the nads rear. She pounced in the softening snow, going as far as it would allow her before springing into the air. She turned, landing on her back, wriggling her spine into the snow, cackling racously as she did so.

Did I mention that it was barely dawn yet?