by Yanjin Tue Jan 12, 2010 10:56 am
Petronius sighs and looks around, walking through a door, it crumbles and falls over as it opens.
Lots of things...
He walks into what can only be described as a traditional hall, but it's burnt and scarred ash occasionally falling from the ceiling, small rays of light passing through the burnt-out roof, the sunlight lighting up the falling ash and making it seem like falling snow.
Petronius sighs and sits at one of the less-burnt tables, the table has holes in it where it'd been destroyed.