First a disappointed look comes over the halfing.   Followed by a knowing one.  As he answer the question of Talia's.<em>"Aye seeing since you asked the question.  I assume rightly so that you came from the south.  From the hallway leading east and then turning up into the hallway that you all stand out in right now.   So all you have to do is continue heading north.  You will reach the lizards.  Beyond them the minotaurs hold sway.  Oh yea before I forget.  Be weary of running into one of the drow slave collecting parties.   Through they often don't come into this area.   Not sure what they're doing or where they take those they capture.   Thought it best to mind me own business and all, like a good neighbor."</em><br/><br/>A moment pause,  a sudden widening of his eyes.  As if another idea pops in his head.   As he reaches in with his free hand to pull out a skeleton key.   While once again speaking out.<em>"You all don't have some rations I can barter for.  Something other then rat meat would sure be nice.  I trade you, happen to come into this here.  Its a master key unlocks all the doors nin this section.  I give it to you all if you trade me about a weeks worth.    More then a fair value.  For its been almost two years since I seen one of the guard patrols coming through.  In bringing fresh supplies and all."</em><br/><br/>Guard patrols,  bringing supplies.  A master key for the locks in this section.   What ties all of this together.   How did the halfling come to be here.   And why the heck is he living in a dungeon.