F-611: Crystal Coast Resort, Convention Centre
When Lia pulls her hand away from Prrri’s arm, a few strands of fur come with it – he seems to be shedding slightly. He begins dawdling behind them.
The arched corridor – almost a tunnel – to the Convention Centre leads to another open, arched area similar to the foyer. Leading off from this central area are a number of doors to rooms named after various precious or valuable gems.
A few metres up there is a ringed catwalk, accessible by escalators, that leads to more rooms. Lia will note that the upper level rooms are named after semi-precious stones.
Another corridor, labelled Meeting Rooms leads from the central area.
Near the middle of the room, but offset slightly, is a dynamic information display-cum-water feature, adorned with crystals. Currently it’s showcasing a variety of agriculture-themed items.
Balancing the information display on the other side of the space is a small desk – almost small enough to be a lectern, with a couple of smartly-dressed, liveried attendants nearby.
“Do you recognise anyone?”
Lia will look around – does anyone look familiar?