Greeted

JP with Jaxx, Redsword, Omni, Lorem, Lasersexpanther, LucianNepreen, mdman and Cindy

Cronk followed everyone, gazing all around at the elaborate structure seeming to surround them. As a headquarters, it definitely was more richly decorated than Quinn’s place of operation.

Cronk noticed the other Orc as well. He acknowledge it’s presence with a head nod. If Cronk was to provide security for the team, Cronk assumed this other Orc was providing the same for the headquarters building.

Cronk was just happy he didn’t need to duck his head and turn sideways to enter the building. He had plenty of room for his body through the entrance door. Inside, might prove different. Most entryways inside of buildings often fell short of Cronk’s large frame. Time would tell.

Cronk wasn’t concerned about the meeting. Most of the time, he took these meetings in stride. Cronk wasn’t a worrier or planner. He didn’t often think about what he would say, nor did he anxiously practice his words. He took these meetings as they came to him.

Dr. Jackal made it a point to stay in the back of the group and limit his comments. he was hoping to avoid any confrontation and making things worse for Lady Elizabeth since she was his current benefactor. As he looked around he wondered how all the people in charge of the order were so wealthy. Even if he was an indentured servant to lady Elizabeth, it was a much more comfortable lifestyle than he ever had in the past. Even the lab he once had was smaller than the bedroom assigned to him and the new lab he got to use was way bigger. In fact he could fit a team of scientists in that lab and still be comfortable. He felt it was unwise to rock the boat at this point.

Lorem helped to direct the unloading of the luggage she had brought with her, stored beneath the bus. There were multiple staff that were positioned to assist her. They had been instructed to bring the items on ahead of her arrival. She watched them depart and wished she was going with them, excited to meet with Lady Gemma; however, for now she needed to be patient.

Lorem caught up with the group and made her way to the front. Being in the back made it hard to see anything up ahead.

Dr. Jackal noticed Lorem doing her best to keep up with the others despite the height disadvantage. He tipped his hat to her as he did his best to remain in the back of the group. Though he was hesitant to be directly behind Cronk due to his occasional flatulent issues, he preferred to use Cronk as a human shield from the eyes of those inside the estate before them. Anyone who knew of him would be very wary of him and he was not in the mood for any hysterics.

Vor held his papers close as they walked, taking in the structure they neared with appreciation. While sporting common designs for the upper class, he did enjoy piecing together what historical influences had gone into its design. He therefore kept towards the front, avoiding the wall that Cronk was so that he could take in as much of the view as possible.

For Dumont, it was just another day; another grandiose building commissioned by the wealthy and constructed by the working class. Not that he didn’t appreciate the beauty in the design and the detail in the labor, he was just accustomed to fitting in with all manner of lifestyles, like a chameleon.

Mostly though, it was his drowsiness that put him in such an apathetic, non-disconcerted mood.

He casually strolled behind Lady Ellington, waiting for the go ahead to be liberated and introduce Lorem to his friend Gemma, whom he knew she would get on with fast.

Sasha was second to last off the bus, the only person behind her being the doctor. As she walked if the doctor was paying attention he'd notice she seemed to be counting her steps, not so much in a standardized way, it was rudimentary, but she seemed to be doing some calculations in her head and taking mental notes.

"un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq." Sasha mumbled near inaudibly, before starting again count out sets of five each time.

Frédéric lead the group in through the front door, passed the Orc who held the door opened and gave Cronk a return nod.

Once inside, it was clear this was a waiting area. A desk with a male receptionist, a human, possibly in his early twenties, with hair so blonde it was almost white and deep blue eyes smiled at the group from behind the desk.

The entrance area was much larger than one might think off to one side was a decent sized sitting area with chairs and a tables. Standing there was a woman, an Eldren, dressed impeccably in a light purple dress with a red ribbon as a sash. Her black hair was up in a bun and her eyes were a deep violet color. She looked to be around Elizabeth's age.

Elizabeth spotted the other Eldren and smiled, though it was apparent she was a little surprised, "Lady Flora, it is good to see you again. "

"As it is you, Lady Elizabeth, " Flora responded back to Elizabeth, with a smile on her face.

There was a not just a friendly tone to the greetings, but it clear the two knew each other, possibly quite well.

"Are you working for the Baron now?" Elizabeth asked the other Eldren.

"Yes, I am to escort you and your team upstairs." Flora responded.

Flora walked up to Elizabeth, "We really must get together and catch up. Maybe, later, while you are here."

"Yes, I would very much like that." Elizabeth's responded. "I had no idea you were working here."

"Well, I knew you were in Paris, but we will talk later." Flora turned to the group. "Right this way."

The group was lead down towards elevator doors that were in a corner, off to the right. The doors were quite beautiful, in bronze while surrounded by the marble of the front area.

The doors did not seem to lead to a particularly large elevator, until they opened. The doors opened allowing enough space for Cronk to fit through. The elevator itself was exceptionally large and tall, it became clear that this organization was actually quite used to accommodating orcs.

Flora made sure everyone was on the elevator before closing the door and hitting the button for the third, and top floor.