Greenling
But it still carried with it a sense of weight, perhaps owing to the almost tribal layout of the ledges, or to the people themselves which occupied some of them.
They were all adults, of course. Not all of them looked to be too old, but only a couple appeared to be maiden Threwon’s age or less, somewhere around thirty. Each of them possessed attire that left no doubt as to their societal importance or, even more obviously, to the wealth they presumably had waiting at home.
They were all colors, all sizes, all… well, some of them at least looked a bit more sinister than others. Some of them looked downright villainous, and their gazes made my skin crawl. I bit down gently on my tongue as Zaev