Growling Korono looked around to be sure no one was around. Summoning her fox fire, and pressing the mystical soul burning fire into the gate the lock clicked allowing her entrance past the grand walls. Walking silently through the roses, and through the maze she stops at an old crypt. Once again looking around to be sure that no one is watching she enters, and descends the hidden stairs. Coming to the base of the stairs her eyes rest upon a large underground tree. from it a not quite ripe ambrosia grows peacefully. The fruit of life, and immortality only said to produce once every hundreds of years, and only if cared for properly. Sitting on the vine like root she removes a flute from her boot, and begins to clean it.<br/><br/>Once she has finished cleaning the flute she brings it to her lips and begins to play. The melody lifting through the underground cavern and triggering a release. Water from a spring begins to pour into the almost empty pool around the tree. Several glowing lights swirl within the air around her. This was why she could not leave the Inn. This tree was her responsibility, and she would be damned if she'd let her adopted father down by letting it die.