"Fiona, could you go call in the Worken family for us?" Hiro requested while sitting on his crude wooden chair.
Fiona acquiesced and soon the process had begun.
Hema and Fiona sat on either side of Hiro, both ready with quill and parchment. The tent was dimly lit by Yelough mushrooms scattered around the perimeter, casting a soft yellow glow over the makeshift administrative setup.
Bob was the first of Hiro's citizens to enter the tent, his small frame looking even more diminutive as he approached the table. Hiro was almost as tall as him even though only one of them was seated. Bob fidgeted with his hands, clearly nervous about being the first one to be going through this new process.
"Welcome in, Bob," Hiro said with a smile.
"G-Greetings, My Lord."
"No need to be nervous," Hiro said, leaning forward slightly and putting both his elbows on the table. "As part of evaluating your contribution, I will ask you a total of three questions. Answer honestly, okay?"
