Katya was far from impressed with Ishmark so far. From the stench of his winesoaked belch to the sad half finished sigar. The remark about not intending to be near any one of them when 'the Devil came to take them' gave him away. This man was drinking away his fear, trying to hide with disdain and arrogance. It was also the most interesting thing he had said so far. Hmm.. The devil?  Who was the Devil of Barovia? And why he was interested in Ireena and her daughters? Ishmark seemed convinced she was their mother. Not that Katya was going to trust his word for it. A man whose winelevels still sloshed behind his eyeballs. Just when she was about to pose her questions he added something about his father's warning not reaching them. Bucren had mentioned he was the Burgemaster's son. So.. the letter telling them to stay away, that must have been the warning.<br/><br/>Then Xavier's voice came from the room next to them, calling out for Esperanza. Katya rolled her eyes and looked at her doppelganger. He just didn't know how to leave his charge alone, did he? The timing couldn't be worse. Before she could make up her mind whether it'd be quicker to alert him to where they were, or just ignore him, there was a knock on the door. Caught on quickly, hadn't he?<br/><br/>With a sigh, she moved towards the door. Hesitating once the voice coming from behind it was a woman's voice. So not Xavier then.. They hadn't seen any other women in the tavern so far. At the mention of the word vampire Katya looked at Esperanza again. The urgency in the voice sounded real enough and Ishmark had been trying to assuage his fear with garlic. Could this be real? What kind of nightmare town had they come to? She palmed her knife, just in case. Quickly Katya pulled the door open to find herself face to face with a girl not much older than she was. There was nothing in the girl's expression that even remotely spoke of humor or even jest. "Are you serious?" She blurted out her primary reaction. "There's a vampire downstairs?" So, that's what all the commotion had been.. To think all they'd been doing was break into a drunk man's lockbox.<br/><br/>"Where's everyone else?" It hadn't been super crowded downstairs, but there certainly had been more than one man.