Drakador_Chaos
The VWP Embassy made full use of its allocated plot of land, stretching a good 6-7 storeys high. The surrounding grounds were populated by odd flora that either stuck as close as possible to the ground or stretched high above the Herald's head with trunks that clearly shouldn't be able to support their own weight, let alone their canopy's.
The security on the building itself was refreshingly relaxed, boiling down to little more than a pat-down. The representatives took high regard in the planet itself's security, thus trusted nothing ill-intended would ever make it this far.
As the Herald waited in the reception, he took note of something decidedly odd. The majority of the ground floor was visible (partially thanks to the applaudable geometric layout), yet he could see no space for stairs, lifts, or anything of the sort typically required to traverse a multi-storeyed building. Unless the space was disguised as an office, but that was unlikely.
Not after long, a black furred Vaiaelon wearing diplomatic robes approaches the unusual human.
"Greetings, my name is Kotaii. I believe you wished to talk with a representative, thus here I am. We can discuss here or somewhere more private, whatever you're comforted moreso by."