AS the group makes their way across the main square - narrowly avoiding another pit trap - they reach the town's main inn, where they had first met Maegar Varn. As soon as they reached the door, though, something caught their eyes; scratched into the door itself was a large, hastily scrawled word - NOMEN.<br/><br/>The interior of the inn looks remarkably... unlooted. What immediately draws the eye, though, is the spriggan, standing in the middle of the room. It was huge, as big as Sak'bas, and was standing completely, perfectly stock still, over one of the tables... with the back of its head smashed in, a shattered mess of blood and bone. The creature occasionally shimmers a faint, amber color, and the table it stands before is covered in books and papers.