In a small flet(d)

As you slowly climb the ladder leading to the flet, the sound of quiet singing can be heard. When you finally get to the top you see a tall elven female in a suit of bright chain mail. She has a slender sword in hand, with which she is expertly attacking a straw dummy. The dummy looks hurt. As you look around you see a small bed and a stove. A table with an eaten meal sits in one corner and a large rack sits in the sun with herbs drying in it. There are many windows in the perfect position to fully light this small flet.
The only obvious exit is down.
The beautiful Lady Selandance