[image description: cut-to: medium shot of the octagonal portion of the medieval style room, with the female draconian staring off into space beyond the right of the frame, and high priest sarnac with his back to the camera in the background. “now i shall leave thee, high priest sarnac,” his rich red-robed superior declaims. “to thy sacred office till this undrendtide. gather up the tares, and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.”]
