Snippet #2384137

Ira glanced up at Enda towards the balcony from his position on a seat inside, where he was carefully whittling away at a small piece of pine wood with an equally pocket-sized knife. Though the shape was indistinct, curves seemingly in the shape of wings were starting to take form, along with an arched back - some sort of bird, perhaps, or maybe a particularly stylised avorian. Multiple painted wood carvings of a similar nature were placed around the spacious (in comparison to the small rooms of many home, most of animals.

Whilst not quite at the levels of grandeur of the palace, Ira's home was larger than seemed to be common in the city, both taller and with more spacious floors (though still small compared to most non-Avorian buildings due to their propensity for building upwards as opposed to outwards). Though all of Volary seemed to consist of elegantly ornate buildings, no two quite the same for all their artful spires and archways, those in the area of Ira's home were also that touch more beautiful.

"I'm sure the guards will be willing to send you in the right direction if you do," he replied, raising an eyebrow. "Where were you planning on wandering to?"

Ira paused for a moment, "I suppose that's a poor question. You don't have a destination in mind. I need to go to the merchant district to buy some new paints, if you want to accompany me. Navigating the shops can be difficult if you don't know where to look, and many of the signs are above street level."