Miss Imogen returns to find the group scrambling around the small hut, looking for clues. She has been delayed and has restocked on her arrows. When she arrives, she remains outside, letting others investigate. As she waits, she sets herself on a stool outside, removes her lute from her shoulder and unpacks it, and elegantly begins picking out a simple tune.
Performance: [roll0] (possibly +2 more since proficient Lute).