"The one called Silenced, sleeps!"
"I heard him vote for Ceric, with my owns ears, I did!"
"But no one else did, and now he sleeps."
"Then the vote is a tie?"
"What now?"
"We wait for the orb..."
"What do we do with him?"
"Let him sleep, there is strong magic upon him, and moving him would do nothing to his benefit."
The council filed out of the room, so deeply mired in their own thoughts, that they failed to see that one person stayed behind. One person who was now taking on his true form as he prepared for the feast that Silenced's body would give him. The Globlin Demon moved slowly, taking his time with the kill, and savoring every drop of blood until nothing was left but a sinewy skin draped over dried bones.