At the mention of the Slithering Queen, a murmur of conversation ripples through everyone in earshot. Some sound hopeful, others angry. The one she's speaking to seems to be the latter, as his face twists into a bit of a snarl, exposing several of his fanged teeth. "Is that so? Then you can--"<br/><br/>"Enough, Richard," a female voice said, emerging from one of the nearby buildings. A slim, buxom, and quite attractive woman, with dark green scales highlighted by exotic, purple whorls and patterns. "You make a bold claim, stranger," she said to Finexia. "My people have known hardship, in no small part thanks to her failure. State your business."