Merelus looked at the Hobgoblins curiously, not frightened. The Eladrin didn't much attention to posturing and threats, even when he didn't have such on his mind. He cocked his head curiously at the two.<br/><br/>"Through the doors. To speak to Dante."<br/><br/>The Eladrin stepped forward, before realizing that the two Hobgoblins might try to keep him out. He'd met such before. There were plenty of ways of dealing with such. But he didn't feel like taking the time.<br/><br/>"One of the girls was stabbed downstairs. Keeps asking to speak to Dante. If you keep me out, I'll tell him to blame you two when he loses his guests and employees, due to fear of getting a knife in the stomach."<br/><br/>The Eldarins voice held no hint of a threat, and he actually stood there smiling chipperly as he spoke.