Not especially hard given how I looked when I staggered into town. I caught myself in the mirror and I'm shocked no one tried to throw me in jail.

[He steps in and glances around. The room really was like he remembered it. His own room seemed the same as well. He'd have to check to make sure his stockpile of scrap from the chasms was here too.]

Alright. Point me at this cryptic headstone then. Let's get this over with.