“Speak,” she said. Her voice soft and small, at odds with her decrepit surroundings, magnified by the acoustics of the chamber and easily carried down the table. The eight figures, six of them pony headed, one dog and one distinctly draconic in its appearance. All of them shared similarities in terms of their ‘faces’, consisting of the bare basic features they possessed, minus manes, pupils, or in the dragon’s case, the spines that ran down its head that she knew he possessed.