Ellowyl takes a seat at the bar, asks for a glass of water, and starts examining the amulet they uncovered from the site. From her backpack she produces a leatherbound book of thick, stained parchment written in the Elvish tongue and festooned with arcane symbols and diagrams. She compares the tiny runes on the amulet to the images in the book, flipping pages apparently at random while murmuring to herself thoughtfully. Sometimes she passes a hand over or around the amulet without touching it...as if examining something that the mundane eye cannot see.
But then a word floats out of the general babble of the inn's conversation...a word she is sensitive to because ever since returning from that dig, it's been on her mind. It confirms a theory she's developing.
Ellowyl sits upright at that, and turns in her chair to regard the man conversing with the other, more important-seeming man.
"Well now...it seems this isn't over just yet after all."
(Arcana check to identify item as well as perception.)