The council was large. At least twenty-five older centaurs sat on this council. They all looked like seasoned warriors, even those among them who looked to be in their 80s. It seemed Centaurs stayed strong until death. Not to mention that plenty of the elders had impressive armor or weaponry, adding to the council's intimidating nature.
One of the elders stepped forwards, a centaur who looked to be venerable. He wore a breastplate, and had a massive two-handed sword.
"Who have you brought, Dehak?"
Dehak stepped forwards, and motioned an arm to Bree.
"High Elder, this female is called Bree. I ran into her during a patrol, travelling with a human."
At the mention of her travelling partner, the council burst into murmured discussion, a little bit of light arguing started up before they quieted down.
"Continue," spoke the High Elder.
"She can tell you the rest," Dehak said, and he motioned to Bree.