Rose scratches at her chin. "This place, this land... I might of come across a text about it," she speaks, keeping her voice low in case what she speaks of causes the wrong stir. "The Domains of Dread I believe was the epithet; a demi-plane that pulls in travelers from across all worlds. A place that might go under the name of, Ravenloft, if I'm not mistaken?"
This causes Rose to stop and curl in her legs to her chest (and her tail curling tighter around her waist). She wibbles a bit, turning her attention to the food and trying it. "I'll be more, ah, discrete with my magic."