Cartonia

The gray muzzled wizzard strokes his mouth several times before finally snorting.

“Fine, just you remember that we can see through your lies though. We will send you a new commander. This one I will hold you personally responsible for his safety though!” The wizzard intones menacingly. You scrape and bend prostrating yourself before him while inside you snear at the old fool. They are not nearly so all powerful as they seem to be, this has taught you that much at least!