Zelgodis walked up to the counter at the back of the inn and waited patiently for the man to notice him. He got an odd look for about a second, then the man became all smiles and business.<br/><br/>"May I help you?" the man asked.<br/><br/>"I'd like a room," Zelgodis said.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes, of course," the man said as he turned around to take a key off the back wall.<br/><br/>As he was waiting, Zel looked around the room. He noticed a plaque on the wall behind the counter. It was written in runes, an old, and almost forgotten language. "Long live the double trinity...?" Zel mused to himself as he read the plaque. Was that another name for the holy 6?<br/><br/>The man heard him speak and turned around. The man traced Zel's eyes to the plaque and his eyes grew wide. "Can you read that?" the man asked.<br/><br/>"Um, yes," Zel said, hoping he hadn't done anything bad... or anything particularly good which would get him noticed.<br/><br/>"Well," said the man, "there's a runic plaque on the well off on the edge of town that's been stumping people for ages. You might wanna go take a look at it."<br/><br/>"Thank you, I might," Zel said, putting some money on the counter and taking the key. He walked toward the stairs that led up to the second level. For some reason he stopped and found himself staring at that blond girl again. After a moment he realized what he was doing and forced himself to look away. What was wrong with him? What was it about that girl that made him want to look at her? He had work to do, he couldn't let himself get distracted so easily.