Thread:BlackDragonKid/@comment-26863232-20181107214505/@comment-26863232-20181119014321

Thanfully, Granbear didn't notice.

You come to the West Wings at late noon, so there's a fair amount of people loitering about. The place is recovering quite well from the fire; there are many huts erected and most of the ash has been swept away. Even so, the piles of debree are still there.

However, people seem.... oddly protective of their garbage. You observe as a rat slowly picks up a handful of ash, only to be angrily shooed away.