Really this was like some kind of a beautiful gift, although Lianvis was dismayed the Listeners and Seers of the Kakkahaar hadn't caught wind of anything. His hair, long in Kakkahaar fashion, pooled down at his feet, his fingers and arms adorned like the perverted little magpie he was. Like Cobweb he could taste the magic in the air, feel it crackle, subtly. And so many humans. He could do a lot of work with so many participants.

And if he was lucky, the Hegemony would never find out. Life was good.

"Cobweb, as beautiful as always. You are a sight to behold. Now, don't tell me a few humans make you uncomfortable?" They were tools, couldn't you see that? Purely utilitarian. Think of how much power he could raise with all this humans here. The thought was exquisite. Shame there were a limited number of children though.