'Who are you,' I asked looking down at the thing at my feet.

'I am S'Son'tuondai,' it said. 'I am a kind of diplomat for my kind.'

'I am honored that someone like me would draw the attention of the Formless.'

'We have been awaiting your arrival since your conception,' it said. 'We are eager to see the Great Old Ones to rule once again. If you need anything you have but to ask.'

'As a matter of fact there is something,' I said. 'Tell me about the Gray Council.'

I listened with great interest the intricate rituals that revolved around non-human politics. I now understood why they wanted me...