"—And I say we are betrayed!" yelled an elderly-looking changeling, dressed in the finest satin robes of the Breakaway Priesthood. Noling had any patience for the heretic theocracy he represented and their disgusting tendency to reveal the inner most secrets of the old Imperial Cult to anyling who'd care to ask. However, it appeared such disgust was not on the senate's mind since many seemed to be shouting in agreement with him.