After a lifetime of enduring harsh blizzards and whiteouts, this downpour of rain was hardly an inconvenience to the barbarian.  Tavah actually found it to be rather enjoyable and opted to not take up one of the seemingly valuable seats in the covered wagons.  The hides and furs that adorned his wardrobe wicked away water rather than absorbed it, allowing them to still provide him with warmth all the way to the dilapidated inn.<br/><br/>When the group split up to investigate the two structures and secure the horses and wagons, Tavah had opted to join Ada in the investigation of the inn itself.  The sorcerer had reached the barricaded door first and proceeded to work on prying the plank free.  At first he wondered if he would have been capable of attaining his task, but after a few tugs caused nails to groan in protest against its weathered wood embedment he waited patiently and allowed his compatriot to finish the task on his own.  This allowed him to remain vigilant to the inn itself and be ready should anything try to sneak around or burst through the door once the board was dislodged.<br/><br/>Fortunately the precaution was unnecessary as the doors opened without incident revealing an interior that was in surprisingly decent shape.  Tavah made it a point to be the first one into the inn.  It was readily evident that the building had not gone unused as long as the exterior suggested, so he kept alert for traps or any other dangers that may be present so he could get between them and his companions.  "Hello?"  He experimentally called out in his accented tongue.  "Is anybody here?"<br/><br/>[Perception check/trap finding: 11+6=17]