"From whence have you come, creature?", a powerful voice echoed from the darkness. "It can't even make simple conversation. It is an unintelligible creature. Nothing to be made of or from. These things can't own. They have no concept. They are not.", another powerful voice condemned from above.
"The Peace Counsel agrees. The Il-Kamin have sole rights. The beasts are not a species of sentience and thus have no claim.", a tall grey haired man says confidently before sitting in his illuminated chair behind a large table. The ceiling of the huge room was barely visible. Another spot...