A weatherbeaten building looms before you in the darkness. Lights flicker at some windows, others are tellingly darkened. As you step over the threshold and into a narrow entryway, the grey stone walls seem to press in on all sides claustrophobically. You hurry on towards the dimly lit room at the far end - but as you reach it, you suddenly burst into a round chamber with much better illumination than you had expected. As your eyes adjust to the light, you notice a door to the west and another to the north. Some information is also scrawled on a noticeboard to one side. This is the Guildhall, home to scribes and scholars, lovers of art and lovers of science.