Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160626032211/@comment-5583506-20160720213647

The administration offices were completely silent. There wasn't even a sound coming from the pipes along the walls, which would have made one wonder just exactly they were being used for. The offices themselves consisted of a bunch of long bookshelves positioned along the floor like a library. Each shelf containing binders and ledgers; records of all the supplies and the equipment that had gone through the place. Just like in the barracks, there was also some strange, metallic device lying on the table. Though it was obviously made by Dunmer hands, its design looked rather peculiar, almost alien.

It appeared as a small box of an unknown, dark metal. On the sides there were crude cogwheels, somehow connected to the two discs on the box's front. It looked as if they were meant to move somehow, or at least spin around.

"You don't strike me as an Investigator", commented captain Morvayn to Evan with a grunt.