[He has no idea what the Western Block is, but plenty of people are willing to talk about home if they're nudged in the right direction.]
[He taps at the door with the back of his hand. Seems solid enough. He throws his shoulder against it, and it opens to Chol - baked-red stone and cliffy terrain.]
no subject
[He has no idea what the Western Block is, but plenty of people are willing to talk about home if they're nudged in the right direction.]
[He taps at the door with the back of his hand. Seems solid enough. He throws his shoulder against it, and it opens to Chol - baked-red stone and cliffy terrain.]
...hm. Well, that's somewhere else, at least.