"Aye, six... and thank you for your hospitality," Rose says. When she sees the children point to her, she does a quick cantrip of a couple musical notes between her fingers. Just a quick trick to try and impress them.

The food does seem tempting, and since the party has been here about a minute and not been attacked, maybe these folk are genuinely hospitable. "The Sea of Dread? Literal or figurative?"

Rose thinks back to her studies, if any plane has Dread in its name?
Knowledge (Planes) (1d20+9)[27]