Quentan shook his head at the map; it was a good representation of the site, but didn't have the detail that a dwarven building project would... nothing would of been left to burn in a dwarven prison.... not that dwarves needed prisons to begin with.<br/><br/>Seeing that no one was apparently going to take up the papers, he stomped to the table and scooped them up. He looked about for a good chair, but settled for the soft human sized things and started to look over what was probably something that the kobald had already seen in the study, but it would pass a few minutes of the day.