While many Freeholder who took shelter in the inn from the cold glanced at the recently posted sign for a few moments, one person stood out. Perhaps it was the blonde hair that would give away the elf or perhaps the string of mumbled curses as she studied the sign. She had been standing there for ten minutes so far, piecing together the message left by the Pendrakken with not much success.
Reading was still a pretty unfamiliar territory for Delphie Cu Gohrrim. Little by little she was improving but at times like this was where she felt the most frustrated as she felt like a moron standing there in public trying to decipher the letters. Part of her was tempted to just tear down the sign and take an axe to and let it be the end of that. Yet the wild elf held her temper as best as she could and continued to practically glare at the hung up sign.