"I'm quite curious about this ghost," you tell Kershaw. "I wonder if you would mind if I have a look around myself, to see if I can find anything."

Kershaw looks you up and down skeptically, then shrugs his shoulders. "Sure, I don't mind. If we can't lay this ghost soon, I'm going to be out of business. As it is, I only get one regular anymore. The rest of my patrons are people passing through like yourself, unaware of the reputation this place has got nowadays. I've dropped my prices by two silver a night, and I still can't keep the place filled."

He lends you a lantern, and suggests that you start off in the kitchens.

The kitchens are in the back of the inn, large and tidy, presided over by a towering hulk of a man. You stand in the doorway a bit uncertainly, and he glares at you from under massive black eyebrows. "Excuse me, Kershaw said that I could have a look around . . ." you begin.

"What?" the man roars. "How does he expect me to cook anything with little people always running about underfoot? What does he think he's doing? He's lucky I don't quit, what with all the goings-on around here! That'd fix him, wouldn't it, if I just up and quit on him?"

"Well, yes, I suppose it might," you mumble quietly, unsure what else to say. Then you muster up the courage to defend Kershaw. "but he meant well sending me here. I'm going to help get rid of the ghost that's been bothering everyone."

The man looks at you for a moment, then begins to laugh. "You are, are you?" he manages between loud guffaws. "Well, then, by all means, welcome to the kitchen." He continues to laugh to himself for quite some time, which is more than slightly disconcerting, when he picks up a gleaming knife and begins to cut up a roast of beef.

Angry, you cast a spell on him and turn him into a toad

Angry, you cast a spell on him that is used to make armies run away in battle

You're angry but you decide to ignore him