Both sides of the room tense, although their leaders look perfectly calm. They, at least, seem perfectly ready to accept your decision...<br/><br/>Sharpspike stands beside you, looking around the room at friends and family divided. He whimpers a bit, and you can see his frills wilting as he grows more and more uncomfortable, due to the mix of indecision about who to ally with, and confusion as to what it is you're planning.<br/><br/>It's Greenslash that first breaks the silence.<br/><br/>"Well, Elf? What decision have you made regarding the dragon's bone?"