Oleander_ touches each paint pot along the second shelf and counts in my head to the final number then nods approvingly at the neat little studio then frowns at the half-packed chests and calls for the girl to come finish her workOleander_ puts a final knot to the small package of paintings I decided to allow myself to keep - motioning to the girl and the thrall to follow me, I take the path to the Main HallOleander_ instructs the slaves to take my things to the ship, giving them a small paper to show the harbormaster then ducks insideOleander_ looks around seeing no one near I place the key to the Studio in the Administrator's pacl along the side of his chair - taking one last look around I head for the harbor