[color=CD5C5C]"Aye."[/color] Alan agreed, in answer to Kuro and Ryza. He gave a quick glance at Eli, whose weight he was still supporting. [color=CD5C5C]"I'll need someone to hold [i]this[/i] for me."[/color] he added, gesturing towards Eli with a jerk of his head. Alan ended up placing Eli's weight on one of his spirits, while he gestured for his own spirit to follow him.

Relieved of his weight, Alan prepared to leave, Seru following him closely. As they began to head out ahead of the rest of the group, he heard Drake make a offhanded comment to Kuro. 

[color=LightGreen]"I'd watch what you say about your betters."[/color] Drake said casually, [color=LightGreen]"For a guild that prides itself on its cunning and discreetness, you are neither subtle nor clever."[/color]

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Alan moved easily through the streets with few people paying attention to him, while his Spirit, with her keen senses telepathically reported to him. Despite the ideas of some, red, among other bright colors were fairly commonplace in Meduzart, and with the massive crowds of people, it was easy to blend into the crowd. They were unmolested on the route to Drake's mansion, and though Seru had seen a suspicious looking figure here or there, any lead they pursued proved to be just a false alarm.

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Drake's mansion was in an obscenely nice part of town, a highly affluent neighborhood surrounded by a short wall and guarded by its own gate. Under the scrutiny of the gate guard, Drake took the lead and led the group through the rich and well kept neighborhood. The neighborhood itself was filled with several high value estates and large mansions- though none could mistake the silver snake sigil in front of one particularly large mansion that indicated Drake's home. If the snake sigil didn't make the owner obvious, a pair of Serpentines Guild members stood in front of the main gate with bored expressions. The guards quickly sprung to attention as Drake approached the main door. Gesturing for them to open the door for his companions, Drake gestured for the group to follow him inside.

The main landing of the mansion was huge and spacious, with high ceilings, and a grand, sweeping staircase coming down the center. The floors of the landing were made with white marble tiles, gilded with gold, and the railings and furniture was made of dark hardwoods and gold. Several evenly spaced pillars lined either side of the hall, each pillar almost twice as wide as Eli. Along the walls were massive windows, with intricately designed gratings, and where there weren't windows, there were very expensive looking pieces of art.

Alan gave a low whistle. As snobby as Drake was, no one could deny how successful he was. Though Alan doubted that this much money came from Guild-work alone. If anything, it came from the ridiculous tithes Serpentine recruits paid when they joined the band. There was a reason why all the Serpentines seemed to be snobby old-money types. It was because most of them [i]were[/i] snobby old-money types.

[color=LightGreen]"Home sweet home."[/color] Drake said in a relaxed tone. [color=LightGreen]"Feel free to make yourselves welcome."[/color]

Snapping his fingers, Drake summoned a small fleet of servants. Looking at Helen and gesturing towards one of the maids, [color=LightGreen]"The west wing has an extensive medical center that you can work in, please take Eli with you- before he bleeds all over my floor."[/color] turning to the rest of the group, [color=LightGreen]"My servants will show you to wherever you wish to go."[/color]