OOC: Where is Slaveless, damnit!?
IC: Chelon followed the Slig, and saw him go through a door into some sort of tower. Ugh, he'd had problems with doors before...he crouched as much as possible, and inclined his head forward to get in, keeping his arms as close to his body as possible to follow. Even then, trying to get all the claws of one arm to fit decently on a step to allow him to move forward was awkward. Good thing he could bypass 3 to 4 steps at a time...
Further up, there was a little more room, fortunately. He noticed the abrupt difference between floor two and three, of which the third was much more well outfitted, obviously someone with some decent money lived here. He assumed Dripik was at the top somewhere.
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