[Closed] I've got the magic in me

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Five billion mages.
WHAT: The mages Anders has invited mingle
WHEN: The tenth of Wintermarch
WHERE: A warehouse in the docks
NOTES: None atm.

The warehouse is set up pretty sparsely. Part of the warehouse is taken up by a table of food next to a table of drinks next to a table of plates and cups that don't match, near a lot of scattered chairs. A short space away is a deliberate oval of chairs because he, at least, is amused in making sure no circle shapes occur here. Finally, there's a table with a stack of scraps of parchment.

When everyone's gathered and is starting to mingle, Anders stands up and clears his throat.

"Thank you for coming." It takes work to look calm and confident. This feels so important to him and he doesn't want to make a mess of it. "Obviously the food and drink is self-explanatory," he says with a faint smile before gesturing at the oval, "As far as the rest, I figured we could have a small area set up for serious discussion, any heavy matters that people want to talk about, easily joined and left or ignored completely."

He jerks a thumb in the direction of the last table. "Finally, the parchment is for writing down anything you particularly want to teach or learn. Put your name on it, and people can page through them and be in contact. And I think that's enough from me."

Comments

[foundmyselfagain]

"Well, whoever Benevenuta is, if she can help, I say we approach her. I can vouch for Marisol, though. She's a good person, and not unreasonable. She helped do a lot of good during the war, saved a lot of kids and noncombatants." And beyond the war, but let's not get into the fine details.

"I can bring it up to her at some point."

[circleprodigy]

Inessa smiles, grateful. "Thank you, both of you. Whatever advice or resources they have to offer, I have no doubt it will be invaluable. It's a start, at least, and from there we might actually have a chance to save our lost lore."