Khakoi followed the others out of the room. "Woah." She said as she started looking around the room at the different unusual things.

Drae'san began to wander in wonder of the Socerain developments. All around the odd Socerain formal script. He never learned how to read the black and white shapes so the words were wasted on him.

Hiro looked around the room. This place is to fancy...

Khakoi saw Drae'san ahead and ran up to him, "Hey, do you understand any of this gibberish?" She asked, gesturing to the words everywhere.

Zato had been too busy staring at the swords, and he only noticed the others were gone when Khakoi left the room.

Might as well explore this place. May come in useful. But who to follow? The guy with Shifter? Nah, probably not. The other guy who complained about his horse seems to know his way around...

Zato left the room as well, stopping only to take a block of gold and stash it in his sling bag.

Others will probably want it, even if I don't

He caught up with Khakoi and Drae'san, but said nothing as he followed them silently.

"Sorry I can only read Ali. I wonder if they have an Ali gallery?" Drae'san said.

"Third floor. Kishan wing. fifth gallery." a nearby caretaker said.

"Want to see my people?" Drae'san asked Khakoi.

Khakoi shrugged, "Sure, I don't see why not." She glanced back at Zato who seemed to be following them, "Do you want to come along too?"

Meran voted to follow them for the hell of it.

Hiro sighed, grabbed his bag of gold, and walked up to the group. Nothing better to do, might as well look around.

"let's go I would like to see what the socerai think of my people. then we shall see what they think of yours. Does that sound objectionable?"