Only by climbing the rugged path could one reach the inn. Its sign was two crossed harpoons.
The inn was poorly lit inside, but in the tavern area, three fire trenches burned on the floor. Long tables stood on either side of them, ensuring that the inn, exposed directly to the sea wind, remained warm.
Claire Reinhart's followers had already settled in here. As she led Shade to ask for the girls' room numbers, the innkeeper recognized her at once:
"Claire, you're willing to come back? Have you seen Elder Harald? You're not still angry with him and unwilling to stay at home, are you?"
"Uncle Lewis, the bedrooms at my home can't accommodate all my friends. They should have registered under my name just now, and this gentleman needs a room as well."
She took it upon herself to arrange a room for Shade. He did not mind and merely nodded lightly to the owner:
"A spacious room will do. There's no need to clean it every day, and do not let anyone enter without my permission."
The bearded man behind the counter sized Shade up, then looked at the Great Elder's granddaughter, wondering whether Elder Harald's long-standing concern would finally be resolved.
Although the Ten Thousand Spirits Festival was a famous local holiday, its fame was limited to the Starfall Bay region. Thus, even with the traditional festival approaching, the inn was not packed with guests.
Moreover, with the Year-End Festival having just passed and travel now in its low season, there were very few guests at the Harpoon Hotel. Shade could even choose a room at will.
Miss Reinhart took it upon herself to choose a room near her followers for Shade. It was at the southeastern corner of the third floor. It was considered one of