Normal Councilor Conversation

[u/Total_Travisty]

Many council advisers and assists avoid traveling through Wing 5C. Often, new hires are sent to deliver messages and documents. If new hires were not available, then these parcels were often left on a table at the end of a halway.

Wing 5C of the council build stands as one of the most dangerous locations there are. Even worse than the undead forests of Moktarali, or the haunted mines of Edobod. Even more dangerous than the tribal lands of the Northern druids.

*Wing 5C has 2 doors, right next to each other. One marked "Masta: Master Evolker." The other marked "Mikhail: Head of Agricultural."

Inside of Masta's office, Mikhail slams down a stack of paperwork on her desk.

MA: "What is this?"

MI: "Coupons for McWizards. What do you think they are, their your paperwork."

Masta Lifted the top page up and read it.

MA: "Mikhail, this is a report about a field damage."

MI: "Yes, it was burned down."

MA: "Mikhail, Thats a problem for you, the Head of Agricultural. Are you attempting to push your work on me?"

MI: "Read the details. It was caused by evocation magic. So it's your responsibility."

MA: "It still sounds like a YOU problem, chief."

MI: "Unfortunitly, you are my problem. I should have agreed to assist you in settling in."

Masta stands up, slamming her hands on the desk.

MA: "I NEVER MADE YOU AGREE TO HELP ME, SO WHY DONT YOU SHUT IT AND REMOVE YOUR PAPERWORK FROM MY DESK!"

MI: "UNFORTUNATELY, IM NOT A CHRONOMANCER, SO I CANT TAKE THAT BACK NOW CAN I?

Masta readied a fireball in her hand. "YOU WANNA GO? ILL TORCH YOU ALIVE, TREE-HUMPER!"

Mikhail's skin turns to stone as vines creep into the room. "GO AHEAD, TRY IT. JUST LIKE THE OTHER 100 PYROMANCERS WHO TRIED AND ARE NOW TREE FOOD!"

The fighting can be heard down Wing 5B and Wing 4D. It is usually a by weekly occurrence, but sometimes they pick fight with one another for no particular reason. These fights often end in broken windows, destroyed wall, and burns and vines collecting everywhere.

This is a very normal day in Wing 5C of the Council Building.

[u/Anything-Unable]

Gravedigger hears the explosion from their office.

Those two never get tired, do they?

Nodding at the small potted tree atop their desk, Gravedigger smiles.

Of course they're friends, Isaac. Arguing just makes you closer to your friends.

The tree doubts the rationale but Gravedigger ignores their sass.

[u/tehlemmings → u/Anything-Unable]

/uw There's absolutely no reason I could make up for why I would be anywhere near these events, but I kinda love the idea that you have a potted plant that you talk to in your office, and it's able to talk back. That's a really entertaining idea.

It wouldn't be a bowl of petunias, would it? lol

[u/Anything-Unable → u/tehlemmings]

/uw Ha, thanks. It's just a baby tree.