The room reminded him of a church, or a temple. He'd never truly been inside one, but he'd seen them from the outside, and he'd seen ceremonies done out in the open, from a distance. He'd even seen the Elder stand upon his podium on the Winter Solstice, and offer sacrifice to Ingolsol.
The room reminded him much of that. All the seats facing towards a single man. But instead of the man – for it was a man – being raised up on a podium, instead, the room was on an incline, so that each row of wooden benches gradually rose up higher than the other, so that all could see over the heads of those in front of them, no matter where they sat.
He afforded a brief nod to the quietened room, before he continued to glance around, and assert to himself that it did indeed appear to be much like a church.
