<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">~Detail~</span><br/><br/>(http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu234/darkxanatos/koboldsmal.jpg)<br/><br/>Several Kobolds skittered away from the group as they approached the magistrates office, soft chirps which sounded almost like whimpering, emanating from their narrow muzzles. No one could remember having seen so many of the tiny creatures at one time up on the surface; here in the city they saw dozens, all running to and fro cleaning messes, straightening things, being beaten, all in a general jittery and terrified mood. It in of itself was a sight to behold; nothing of this sort existed in the surface world, as far as they knew anyways.<br/><br/>The building they moved towards was a bit more elaborate than the others which stood around it. Its exterior boasted steps which led up to the raised door, each step quite smooth and expertly shaped with no apparent cracks or flaws in them, a simple testament to the Drow's ability to work and seek perfection in even seemingly minor aspects of a structure. Even the sign which held the Ilythiiri script was elaborate, a flowing, yet simple, wave like design which kept to a roughly rectangular shape or more accurately could fit into a rectangular frame if put in one. The door held many designs which had no significance to the group of aspirants but looked pleasing to the eye never the less.<br/>