"Why is the loot and gold less than what we received yesterday? Are the tools not working enough? Are the incentives not good enough? Maybe I need to make another example out of them before they forget their purpose.."
A raspy voice spoke, creepily similar to how Ailetta spoke, with a series of different voices talking all at once. But unlike Ailetta, whose voices came from the many mouths enveloping her, this person only contained one mouth that still contained the voices of many.
If that wasn't eerie enough, the figure's face appeared stable, but every minute, his face would contort. His expression would drastically change. His words could be one of anger and yet he would break out into a smile, or tears. The shifts in his expression were so persistently inconsistent that no one batted an eye anymore, lest they would become additional reason for his oddness.
