In this form, Gallus couldn't help but bare his teeth and growl with flattened ears at the leader. There was no intention of violence in his mind, but his beast spirit took slights against his personal pride badly. When they got moving, the guards had to pick up all of Gallus' belongings as well as his weapons.

The main chamber was as impressive as it was beautiful. It felt more like some kind of place of worship than a home. The light coming in from the ceiling made it even seem more open than the main chamber at Bruma.

"It seems...surprisingly cool in here," Uthri noted. Her eyes explored the upper reaches of the chamber, as well as the waterfalls. "There is so much water. Where did it all come from?" She asked no one in particular.

Gallus sniffed the air, but seemed less amazed than Uthri. "An imposter," he said with an angered grunt, "To think what damage could have been done had we not arrived sooner. To think what might [i]already[/i] have been done..." He fidgeted in place, uneasy with all the spears around him and growled, "I have half a mind to challenge this s'wit on the spot. Then [i]I[/i] could become the fake champion and tell these people the truth while ripping the interloper to shreds."

It was never in a diplomatically sensitive situation like this that Gallus assumed his beast form. His tact was obviously suffering under its influence.

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It wasn't hard to find Bheja's laugh, at least. Tzirret approached the circle of tents with a smile and a wave. "Hello," Tzirret said as he stopped, standing and looking with confusion at the mix of expressions. The looks that Ma'tanza and Bheja had only lent suspicion to what might have happened.

"Is something wrong? What did this one just miss?" Tzirret asked, looking a bit aimless.