You bow low to Faral, electing a giggle. You don't even try to hide the fat you're showing off your new duds. You tell her that things went better then expected, but you were never allowed into the school itself. Faral nods. "I remember hearing about that. It's to keep people from getting hurt, as far as I can tell. In the Elf Lands we don't have need of musty old schools. We learn out in the open." Oh, but you did get to go into the library. You've learned a few new songs. "I will be happy to hear them sometime. Shall we be off?"
Stopping only for Ruby to get another slice of cake from a street cafe, "That sausage wasn't very filling, and this cake is delicious. It's my money and I'll spend it how I want." Faral leads you to the Embassy of the Elves. It is a modest building behind a wall. The building itself is unimpressive, a bland three story building, but the gardens surrounding it are magnificent. Trees and flowers grow, but they look natural, not planted. And you don;t recognize any of the species of plants either. Two guards stand outside of the gates, wearing ceremonial looking, but very functional, weapons and armor.
Faral bows to them an exchanges words in Elvish. "I'm sorry Janice, they would like to see Ruby and your papers before they let you in. They are hesitant to let in non-elves. And they speak common," She glares at them angrily, "I'm sure of that."