"Seems your time in the wilds hasn't taught you many manners, master hunter" Tannen says as he pockets the documents from the table. Sauntering in Leo's direction, he whips out his sword in one swift motion and points it past Leo through the doorway. "Only way forward is back that way. Take us to our 'prey', if you'd be so kind"
"Manners mean nothing to those here whose intent is to kill us," Leo replies. "And I apologize if a critique of this venture wounds you. But my desire is to complete this task without joining my ancestors with a sad tale of being ambushed by a drunken, diseased thug. I daresay that some others here might agree. But again, that is neither here nor there." Leo nods and smiles plaintively, "Nonetheless, let us continue."
The half-elven ranger switches back into hunting and tracking mode and now begins to look carefully as he takes point in the party, bow at the ready. He will look carefully at evidence at hand and attempt to ascertain the best route through the rooms, following the path of those gone before, whether by blood or destruction...
OOC: I love how leo's low charisma shows anytime he speaks