Something happens when Gren mentions "the demon lady". You feel more than hear a low sound from the corridor opposite the one you entered this room from. It is awfully reminiscent of a heartbeat. There is a rush of air from the same corridor, and the man collapses as it washes over you all. An instant later he rises from the ground. The motion could not be more different from when he did the same action just moments before. Before his movements were slow and pained. Now he rises with the grace of a dancer, his injuries ignored or forgotten. He looks at all of you and smiles charmingly.
"Ah, that would be me." Even his voice has changed, now soft and light. "Well, if I am whom you seek, I will oblige. Know that I wish you no violence, and that I hope a peaceful resolution will be possible. Follow this body," he gestures at himself, "and it will take you to me." The man then notices Venakhad tending to the wounded. He looks, if anything, a little embarrassed, "Oh, of course, whenever you're ready. I wouldn't want you to feel rushed."
The man, or rather, the speaker, is almost painfully earnest. That doesn't change the whole experience from being rather creepy.
ooc: Ok, now you can take a short rest, or multiple short rests, if you'd like.
