Jeffery had never seen a place as interesting as this. He walked along with the group and tried to focus but found himself being distracted every time he turned a corner and then the group seemed to be splitting up and Jeffery found himself standing alone in the hallway. Jeffery plopped down on his scaly behind and dumped out his belt pouch full of plants and unrolled his alchemy scroll and started sorting the plants into piles, tossing the ones he didn't see pictures of into a trash chute. Before he knew it he had taken up the entire hallway and was blocking the path of at least a dozen people. Jeffery didn't seem to notice the dozen or so folks stepping carefully past him and his piles of junk as he sorted, most giving him dirty looks either because he was taking up the entire hallway or because they were used to only seeing Kobolds when they raided a defenseless village or caravan, there had never been one like him as far as Jeffery knew, but hey, he'd been wrong before.