A faint blue hue permeated the room before them. It was a tall, cathedral-like room, with pillars flanking them on either side, and in between each pillar stood a figure en-robed in some kind of ceremonial garb. The floor was like the rest of the abandoned Araean Consulate, a dark grey floor, inlaid with gold scrolling designs, until you got to the very back of the room, where it opened up into a round area with downward short steps encircling it.
Palaestra strode forward, being the bold one. She flicked her hand across the room, obviously scanning for nearby lifeforms. She finished the sweep and turned