"well then, it seems Kitta may have also been a member of the wizards guild, of course without the guild and, *sigh* rebuilding this town is going to take more then the wizards"

Isa speaks up; "No, Kitta's only been here for eight years; she used to be Dar's apprentice.  About five years ago she holed herself up; but she gets bored and wants company."

"oh, that's kind of sad, I may pay her a visit sometime"

Isa looks to Han, and then back to you.  Your eyes go briefly to Han, seeing him breathing heavily, almost shaking with anxiety.  "You'd better be prepared." Isa's words bring your eyes back over to her.  She has a very serious, yet concerned, look on her face.

A door slams shut downstairs, followed by the sound of pacing, cursing, and the thud of a couch being knocked over.

“I guess Dar’s back, who wants to go check on him”

Looking at Urselles, Shalech says, "I think you just volunteered."

Kizori rushes inside the tavern, more out of curiosity. He examines the architecture of the tavern, noting it for later use. "Sure is well built, and this wood is beautiful." He says to himself as he enters.

"Let me join you, Urselles."

“Thank you Nathan I appreciate it” Urselles starts walking down the stairs 

Angry at his own footsteps, Dar has begun pacing in the air.  Urselles and Nathan approach from the stairs; Dar does not seem to notice.  His fist are clenched, like he is about to strike something.  He is muttering to himself through grinding teeth, so low that it almost sounds like growling.  His face twisted in rage.

The commotion in the tavern seems to be coming from two different groups, one that is obviously from the northside of town, dust covered and dressed in rags; and the other, which seem fairly well dressed, drunk, and of the means to acquire more drink if needed.

"We need to flee; the town is going to be destroyed, and not even the wizards can save us!" The northerner hysterically yells.  "Pish off you mad man, no such creature *hic* exist!"  The large rotund middle aged woman replies.

“Um Dar, whats wrong” 

"He almost doomed us all!  That creepy old bastard!" Dar continues to pace.  You are not sure if he is answering your question or just ranting in rage.  "Arthur, you ****!  Do you know what she would have done if she found what you made!?  She would have snapped!  Who knows what she would have done!"

He suddenly turns midair to both of you. "You can't let her know about this, ever!  For her sake and the towns!"

“Um, of course, this kind of thing should definitely be kept a secret” Urselles heads back up the stairs and whispers to Nathan “do you think she would really snap like that”

Kizori shouts above the clamour, "I've seen the destruction it has wrought firsthand." He looks any in the eye who looks his way, "It will be stopped, but we all have to work together."

Nudging Shalech mischievously, "He kept the damn chair."

"Isa, shall we visit your home today? Perhaps look for clues about this Ghost?"

"Perhaps we should bring the priest as well.  He can try to determine if he senses anything there."  Shalech nods to Croak, glad to have something to do today.

Kizori, you suddenly find yourself surrounded by laughter, from both sides of the quarrel.  Looks like working together to defeat a monster is a joke to them, like its an impossibility.  The large, slightly rotund, barkeep seems unphased either way.

Isa nods to Croak and Shalech; "Sounds like a good idea.  I think I would like to go home." She seems a bit worn from all the excitement. Normand, hearing himself referenced, also agrees.  "We should deal with this ghost business sooner than later."

Shalech nods and heads out of Dar's tower.  "Lets go then."

Urselles turns to the group “we should be fine, if any of you get hurt Normand and I should be able to help you”

"You would rather die alone, than work together. What a sad state of affairs." He goes to the bar and orders a jug of Mead, and a pint of ale, from the tender.