Terra tried to match the name to a face but couldn't recall ever encountering someone called Soldra.  So she gave a mental shrug and leaned against one of the other older stones, resting her elbows on it.  Strange, she thought, that after all this time they had clung to such an archaic idea as stone head stones.  

"Wake them, we're moving."  the Bidder snapped, snatching papers and messenger pads off of her desk as she ordered her guards to rose the rabble.  Without a word the two soldiers burst into the side room, calling for Jenga, Roman, and the other two in the room to wake up and get to their feet, they were moving.