On the other side of the city, Inric makes his way down the steps and stops as he sees the ruined house. "Is that the Eldar house?" The familiar circular, inward-looking structure stands slightly clear of the outer walls of the city. More handprints mark its walls, suggesting it had been sealed before the destruction. "A ritual cleansing?" Inric sighs. "I suppose that is to be expected." Copper is trotting on through it, and hope rises in Inric's heart as he picks his way through the rubble. "Are the books here, Copper?"