Iluen, still at the scene of the attack, watched the Crown Investigators finish their business in the alley, gathering up everything they required for further examination and pushing their way through the crowd.
The alley was now open for examination, as some of the erstwhile spectators were now doing, but in all likelyhood it had now been completely scoured of evidence by the investigators.
Waikiki and Kelne found themselves within a great hall, a grand chamber which stretched upwards for the entire three stories of the Archives. In front of them across a marble floor was a staircase covered in red carpet and with highly polished, matured wooden banisters. It led up to a second floor balcony that ran around the hall. No stairs leading to the third floor were visible to them in their current position, so these were presumably above them.
In front and slightly to the left of the staircase stood a great oak desk, on which sat a large ledger and several piles of paperwork. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged, thin to the point of bony, and somewhat frumpy human woman - exactly the sort of person one would expect to see working in a library. She looked up from her work to watch the pair, peering over her half-moon spectacles.
[GM's Note: Hey, sometimes I can't resist stereotypes. I have no excuse!]