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The old man blinks at the mention of 'secret doors', seeming confused. Secret doors? Hmm... not that I know of. Maybe he is in one of the rooms? Though I can't think of why... He seems sincere.

Just then, Coraline comes out from the bar area and begins to cross the hall as if going towards the kitchens

“Perhaps we should return to the upper level and look once more. There must be something we have missed if Haldrake has not returned” Kybalion remarks. “Maybe we try leaving the place as we found it and something else might open. When one door closes another window may open, or there may be some magic afoot.”

Does Coraline look troubled?

She looks mildly irritated but not 'troubled'

Pyros whispers to Jerry in Common.

"Im going to check that out." He heads over to the Coraline.
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Still invisible right?

[Yeah he is still invisible]

Jerry nods at the kender's whisper but focuses on the desk man.

Pyros rushes off to follow Coraline who moves to the kitchen. She sets her tray down and Beeter indicates some prepared small-plate dishes. She gathers them as she complains idly in Elven about 'not being appreciated' and 'ordered about like a common mutt'. Honestly, I'm the best server the inn has and he wenches me out like I'm some common hussy! Gleeda and Tina don't bring in anything but the randy old dregs. Why half the rich clients would rather eat elsewhere than be served by those ham-handed, club-footed sows. If I'm going to be running the bar half the time now that Ledalar got himself killed like a fool...

The tall, heavyset man chuckles a little at the tirade, Don't tell me, I'm not the boss anymore. I just want to cook. If you talk to Haldrake about it I'm sure he'll agree with you... The gorgeous blonde puts on a slightly pouting look but hugs the man around his chest, and his massive hand pats her shoulder in a fatherly gesture. You can always vent it out here first. Be better for you if you don't light into him like your tail is on fire. he chuckles.

The comment earns him a short jab to the ribs, but Coraline smiles up as she steps away to gather her tray. Thank you, Beeter. Maybe one of these days he'll see my worth... I'll make him see. With that she gathers up the tray and all but stalks back towards the bar, shoes click-clack-clicking on the hardwood floor of the dining area wirh an almost military staccato; hips rolling with a feminine sway.

Pyros will then rush back, in Elven.

"Seems they all know about Ledelar. At least that he is perished. I only told the big man about our encounter."

“So what do we want to do from here? Go back and check upstairs? We must have missed something!”