The palace, being in reality several buildings spread out over a large compound, was a veritable maze of buildings and parks. Sprawled out over a square kilometer it featured everything from private mansions to small tea rooms.
Wu chose to give Mol a tour of the common areas; each building was uniquely built and it was obvious that the carpenters had taken great pride in their labors. The first stop was the grand hall, à large single roomed building that featured a raised stage at the front. Next up were the meeting hall, government offices and finally the library.
The library was a massive three story building located near the heart of the palace grounds. Inside were hundreds of rooms, all filled with scrolls and books that encompassed the whole of Xianese knowledge.
It was in a small room on the third floor that We finally stopped to give him an in depth look. The room was no larger than a study, but was crowded to capacity with thick bound books covered in the runes of the Orcs. The sunlight streaming through the large window revealed the neglect the room had suffered.
The floor was covered in thick dust that flew up as they walked, the covers of the books laying on the table were faded from years in the sun.
"In this room is the history of your nation, untouched by the nostalgia filter of your race." Wu said, gesturing at the rows of shelves around them