Slygotha heaved a sigh, nodding slightly in acknowledgement. Her words were rather garbled in her head, but it was clearing. She had to focus on the language she wanted to speak now, because there were so many dialects swimming together that at the moment it was hard to pick out just one. She hummed to her frightened wyrmlings to soothe their fears.
After twenty minutes, the throbbing became a dull ache, and her equilibrium returned enough for her to rise to her feet. Slowly, she rose up, and picking her words carefully, spoke softly to her wyrmlings. " I have been granted a great gift that will help us in our quest. The gift of tongues will help us blend in wherever we go. I am very grateful to Lord Anubis for his gift."
Turning to Anubis, Slygotha nodded in approval.