A youthful, effervescent human arranges torches around a lone chair near the royal court. The assembly begins with several bangs from the gavel, and the human taps their foot to make the torches’ flames glint with every strike of the lawful hammer. Once they sit in their chair, bathed in light, their demeanor changes from a jovial glow to one of stoic neutrality. They begin to use impartial facial expressions and swing their hands in tight formal gestures to interpret the words of the royal orator.