outside
Lok approched the building after the others had entered. It seemed nrmal enough from the outside, but then, that wasn't his specialty. If ti didn't bleed, he wasn't versed in it's weakness. With a quirked eyebrow, the warrior sliced off a chip of the building. Who knows, maybe he would find something else that could be put out of its misery.
He watched the 'wound' for a second and then drifted inside, keeping to what shadows he could.
OOC:
Nordom- Ha ha! When did Nordom get shades? I have a feeling that Morte or Grace had something to do with it.
Gnoll Druid-
Edward does read some of the graffiti.
IC:
Edward paused briefly to read some of the graffiti on the walls. He always had a theory that you could learn a great deal about a culture by reading it's graffiti. However, he lost interest when Nordom asked to go upstairs. The old man shrugged and replied, "That sounds like a well enough idea." He glanced at the stairs and continued, "The feline was on the fifth floor, right?"
With that, the professor took one last look at the writing on the walls and slowly walked up the stairs to the fifth floor. His pepper-spray in hand... just in case...