Zemok eyes the village and the inn dispassionately in the deepening gloom.  Wretched as it is, at least this corner of the world has undergone some attempts at cleanliness and maintenance.  That's better than some places he's been.  The profusion of temples is curious, though.  "Does anyone else wonder how they've afforded two such large constructions?  But perhaps one or both are holdovers from a more prosperous age...it matters not, I suppose, we're not here to study architecture."  He shrugs and walks into the inn.