Neils Brandt; Tandara House, Menae, Kaedwen
"Glad you pulled through" Neils grinned, before glancing about the courtyard and adding: "She's a beaut, true enough. Well, no use gawping, come on in I'll give you the tour. Stop off at your digs too, c'mon, we'll give Verno a hand with your kit. Anything in there we shouldn't touch? Asking for a friend" He chuckled, hefting a proffered bag with surprising ease, before turning about and leading the group back up the short flight of steps to the front door.
Inside, the space opened out into a generous foyer, with a white marble staircase opposite leading up to the first floor. The fittings and fixtures could, generously, be described as 'period' - the place had been little better than derelict under the previous stewardship - complete with a smattering of dusty portraits from the Elsif family history gazing down at them from the walls. A great chandelier hung above the space, though the once state-of-the-art electric lights were long since degraded, though in daylight the foyer was bright with daylight streaming through the generously sized windows.
"Main foyer's here" Neils stated the obvious, gesticulating around the space at large "Accommodation's up those stairs, south wing on the left's yours, north's ours"
Up the stairs, and the layout of the complex became a little more clear. The front entrance, through which they had arrived, faced east, towards the sea, whilst the two main wings flanked this, making best use of the striking views of the coast. Out the back on the landward side, meanwhile, a gaggle of outbuildings were clustered amidst the rocky scrub. An old stable block, reclaimed from the weeds, had been co-opted as a garage for the cell's vehicles, whilst a group of Kaedweni men were even now sweating to fix a great satellite dish onto the roof of a second outbuilding nearby.
"Gotta make sure its up in time for the footie" Neils quipped as they passed a window "There's a pool out there somewhere, too... or so they say"
Turning off to the left, the south wing branched out with a series of generously-sized bedrooms arrayed either side of a central corridor, while at the far end this opened out again into a small solarium, replete with antique recliners. Neils pushed open the door to one of the bedrooms, apparently at random. Inside, the quarters had clearly once been luxurious: a four-poster double bed sat in the middle of the room, each post carved with artful scenes of fruits and vines along with, conspicuously at eye-height, a large Eslif family crest; the back wall, behind the bed, was paneled with similarly carved walnut, though an open door close to the bed betrayed the extensive wardrobe concealed within. A door on the left led through to a comparatively modest en-suite, while the far wall was generously glazed, each window flanked by a pair of heavy, but faded, curtains in red velvet.
"This is home, there're all more or less the same, take your pick" Neils nodded, taking a few steps inside so all present could appreciate the space "Showers should run hot, though best not drink the water if its not been boiled, word of advice. Apologies for the slight lack of amenities, we've been picking over the good furnishings the last few days, due a trip into town to make up the shortfall in the near future, though"
Baggage suitably decanted, Neils ushered the group back downstairs and to the left, into the ground floor of the north wing, beneath the Kaedweni accommodations. A big, old fashioned kitchen was the main attraction here, complete with a huge range in black iron, inside which a pilot light was already lit. Otherwise, the rooms were mostly staff accommodations, stores, or a myriad of other dull-but-functional affairs. Reversing course, he led them back through the foyer, past the foot of the great staircase, through into the ground floor of the south wing. The space here was open on the left side - facing towards the sea - forming what had once clearly been quite an impressive function area, while on the right a number of smaller rooms were nestled, each fitted out as an independent little office space. A long, polished wooden table had been maneuvered into the centre of the main space, along with an ornate set of carved chairs and a disappointingly modern projector screen.
"Offices down the right here" Neils nodded generally down the row of doors, producing a trio of large, solid-looking iron keys and handing these to Tim "Three on the end are yours, there's a desk and a filing cabinet to each already, we'll get some extras in as needed, just say the word. Bit short on plugs, old place that it is, so feel free to grab some extension leads from the box... wherever that bugger's gone... So, yeah, that's us, welcome to your new home-from-home, mates. Any questions? If you guys need a couple hours to wash up and get your bearings, we'll look to have a fuller catch-up down here in an hour or two - sound good?"