The group was ushered in, and given seats in front of the semicircular table that took up the back of the room. Seated on the other side were the three councilmen; Mayor Ozric, a powerfully built horse-man with chocolate fur, sat in the center of the trio. Guild mistress Cera, a lithe cat-morph was to his right. And finally, Guard Captain Urta, a grey fox-morph, sat to his left. All three wore the ceremonial black robes of office, and it looked as if all three had recently brushed their hair for some reason.
"Ah, welcome," said Ozric, in his deep baritone voice. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Ah, welcome," said Ozric, in his deep baritone voice. "Sorry to keep you waiting."