[RamsHead]

It was a chilly night. He walked into his tent and looked around, thinking if there was anything left he had to do.

"Just one more task," he said to himself as he lied down. Soon he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
...
His eyes opened, nothing but darkness. He stood up and waited for it to happen as it always did. Suddenly light with no apparent origin illuminated his surroundings. He was standing in a large stone room connected to a hall consumed by shadow. Light could not pierce it.

He walked toward hall and stood before the darkness. A hissing sound emitted from the corridor and two yellow snake-like eyes appeared hovering in the blackness. The lizardman bowed.

"What do you want, my Lord?"

"How hasss the newsss idea been working?" hissed the darkness.

"The people seem to be genuinely pleased, but I must ask, why use the network of stone spheres to give them news that does not seem to be friendly to your cause?"

"Effectively giving information isss the firssst ssstep. Controlling that information comesss sssecond. We will deal with that later. For now, I want you to ssset up a new part of the counsssil. It will consssissst of twenty membersss, and they all will be Sssauromansssersss."

"Sauromancers! You trust Sauromancers!"

"They ressspect magic, of which I am ssskilled at. Ssso, yesss, I trussst them...enough. Thisss twenty Sssauromanssser group shall be called the Conclave, and they will be able to override anything the C’tisss Counsssil proposssesss."

"What!? The people are already unhappy. Doing this will result in even more protests."

"Let them protessst. The polissse will keep them in line."

"Maybe but the police don‘t seem very happy either."

"Irrelevant. I will sssoon be able to replassse them with more loyal sssubjectsss. Ssso, will you fulfill your dutiesss, or will I have to replassse you asss well?"

"Of course I will do your bidding."

"Very good, Dingir. We move clossser every month."