Rose nodded. "Very well. To the cabin we shall go!" She declared exuberantly. "Have no fear. If we do encounter an evil witch, I am an expert witch-hunter, and can assure you that no one will come to harm while I am here." She said, waving her staff threateningly towards no one in particular. Luciel's concerns were partially founded- Rose, indeed, was trying suspiciously hard to befriend the group. That was in part due just her nature, but there was indeed more to it than that. Perhaps, like Victor, she did have some evil agenda?

Or perhaps it was something different.

She stood behind William, staff at the ready. She had not a clue what would be behind the door, to tell the truth, and was almost as nervous as William, although it didn't show. After all, this was their first incursion into the Endless Halls- surely there would be some sort of dangerous monster lurking? A combat encounter waiting to happen? Their first cavern couldn't be friendly, could it? That wasn't the nature of things like this. The door slowly opened revealing...

"Oh, is that company? Please, come in, I haven't had a visitor in ages." A female voice withered with age spoke aloud.

The owner of the voice was turned away from the group, sitting in a chair turned towards the fireplace in the back of the room. The women slowly, slowly, slowly, at a pace that suggested she had great difficulty doing so, rose from a comfortable chair beside the fireplace. The scene before the group was quite peaceful- the cottage was a warm place, the room filled with firelight, the smell of food wafting from within. It was furnished much as you would expect an old women's cottage to be, a dining table set in the corner, cushioned chairs and a sofa positioned around a fireplace, walls filled with pictures of people and places. Doorways suggested there was more cottage to be seen, perhaps a bedroom and a kitchen? The cottage was quite sizable, so more rooms were to be expected. The old women came to the door. She looked to be an advanced age- at least in her nineties, perhaps more, but her face wasn't harsh- in fact, she had a kindly sort of look to her, a smile etched upon her face. She was diminutive and hunched over, only barely taller than the group's youngsters.

"Oh my, there's a lot of you... but supper is almost ready, if you wish to join me. I always make extra, in case adventurers come in from the caverns. Lately it's been going to waste but... I'm sure you've all been working very hard, why not come in and sit, there's plenty of room. You can call me Miss Mimi." She spoke slowly, words coming out with great thought and effort, but when the did come out they had a measure of intent to them, a certainness, a force of spirit behind her words. She gestured for the group to come in.

Rose gave a questioning glance to Gish. [i]This was... not what I expected.[/i]