He steps through the doorway hung with beaded strings and into a small room 
lined in satin drapes. Occupying the center is a circular table, richly inlaid. 
The inlays form an intricate image of mystic shapes, figures, and arcane 
symbols. The meanings of these shapes and symbols Raman cannot guess, for he is 
no mage, nor shaman. He skirts the table. Opposite where he entered, he draws 
back the drapes and steps into a short, narrow corridor. Both ends of this 
passage are cloaked with drapes. In the doorway along the left stands a heavily 
constructed ork, naked to the waist but for the straps of a shoulder holster 
bearing a large automatic.