Big, black... iron or jade but not quite either.  Brow furrowed as she thought, paying attention to the vibrations of sound pinging off of the structure in the distance.  She finished adjusting her armor and weapons, making sure that everything was fitting properly and good to go on her.  Not that she wore terribly much, but with the tattoos and marking she bore she didn't need to.<br/><br/>"I want us ready on guns just in case." she called out to the crew, the captain in particular "Approach it at an angle, see if we can get sight of another side of it.  Lookouts watch out for any openings in the walls."<br/><br/>Of course, she could sense the feeling of a manse, and a massive structure appearing in the middle of nowhere, vaguely resembling black jade?  Would fit with a water manse, and something of this size just screamed 'First Age'.  She'd try and focus on the murals as they approached; perhaps they would say something about what was going on...