The group burst into the main room of the abandoned tavern to find that their words fell on deaf ears. The room was empty, barring a single, lit lantern, standing on one of the tables. Amvarean narrowed her eyes, hissed a word in Draconic, and her eyes began to glow as she scanned the room, scowling at the door. "An Alarm spell. They know we're here," she said.