With his arms still wide, Ankhur's stern but prideful gaze slowly travelled across the gathered crowd. Since the terraced pyramid-like structure was surrounded on all sides by people, he slowly turned his body 360 degrees to look at all the countless eyes staring up at him in silent reverence.
Having jumped on top of a kind of altar in the middle of the top platform, he made sure everyone could see him, and he could see everyone in turn. Since he was in public, he'd appeared before them in werepanther form, giving his yellow panther eyes a wild, predatory gleam.
After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath.
His snout trembled, before his gravelly voice once again thundered across the terraces. "Not only have we introduced many new jobs for people to fulfill, from sigil crafters, to runesmiths, to bath or training centre attendants, and more! We've also created the economy needed to reward their vital work!"
