The village indeed has an inn, as it is on a minor trade route, and merchants stop here at least once per season. The innkeeper, a huge man greets her with a smile and almost dotes on his only guest. From him she learns that the last time a caravan stopped here was just a week ago and it has already left leaving him for the slow season.<br/><br/>He offers her a drink of his finest beer, something brewed by the local blacksmith. After a refreshing meal she is shown her quarters the largest room with access to the hot spring around which this inn is build.