"Excellent. Something new to ponder over."  He ducked under the table and grabbed something else and began wrapping what looked like clubbed ferms together carefully. "The jars? Mostly dried and ground up plants, herbs and spices. they are the main reason Limix and I head into Rainy Basin. Many rare plants grow there and they are not the easiest to harvest. This trip was for these ferns. They make up a medicine for younglings who get sick just out of the shell. Some of the others have Bonehead fish oil,"  He paused looked to the left and up slightly and suddered, "I hope to never have to get more of that ever again. The rest have other rare ingrediants used in medicine. Please, feel free to look around. I must tend to these before they go bad."  He explained as he wrapped the ferns and then hung the first batch on a hook that sat in the middle of a wide beam of sunlight.<br/><br/>The upstairs wasn't nearly as packed with things as the first level was. The ramp was broad and shallow allowing for those with wide thick feet to assend without much strain. For a healthy human, it was no challenge at all. The upper level was almost a mirror of the first level, again large artfully placed windows allowed sunlight to stream in no matter the time of day giving it a warm comfortable feel. The front large room was ringed with low padded couches, ornate high backed chairs and strange U shapped benches. In the corner there was a decent sized wooden desk covered in what looked like a half dozen projects of wood, metal and glass. There apparently was a walking machice off to the side as well. Full woven tapastries hung from the walls and a large pane of glass allowed a view up and down the street and across the street where a dinosaur was enjoying the sunlight while it walked in place, on its own walking machine, head down reading something that flashed past and the reasoning for it became obvious. The walking was powering whatever it was reading.<br/><br/>Another short hall led into the back where there were several much smaller rooms. Two were obviously lived in, one had what looked like a round bed made of polished woven branches and piled deep with blankets and small pillows with frills. Given that it didn't look like a normal bed, it must have been where Limix slept. The other had a much more normal looking bed and it was obvious that Richard was a heavy sleeper from the mess the bed and the sheets were in. There was one interesting thing of note in Richards room, there was a painted portrait on one wall that showed a young boy standing next to young lookign woman and man. The woman strongly resembled Richard of today. A grizzled older looking man with a bent hat stood next to the couple, a hand on the young Richards shoulder.<br/><br/>The extra 4 rooms were split evenly between the two types of beds and it looked like none of them had been used in some time. The one room that was truely bizzare, once she figured out what it was supposed to be, was the privy. Some strange engineering had gone into making it usable by a multitude of species and body builds. There was a small, when compared to everything else, ramp that lead to the third level which was composed of a dusty attic and a small door that lead to, of all things, a tower. It wasn't very big and it obviously wouldn't have suited even a small dinosaur, but there was just enough room for a human to see most of the city.