Crystal stared at Rue, perplexed by the thought that people actually wanted to travel through the dungeon. She had lived there her entire life and she still didn't like it much. She took it that the lot was a group of adventurers like her mother and father were. "Uh huh..." she paused a bit, still looking a little confused. The barmaid reached to the back, grabbing a mug and leaning over the counter to a keg and filling the mug. She drank a bit of it then put it back down on the counter.

She leaned back and put her hand on her chin. "Hm..." she thought. "There's this one lil' door at the far end of the village. It's open slightly and if you shine a light through it, there seems to be some kind a rope hanging there. If you've got someone strong enough, you might be able to pry the door open and climb down the rope to the lower floors" she said. "Think the Laughing Scorpion could be strong enough? He did beat my daddy, and he ain't no light weight."