"So we're agreed we're going to send someone?" Violet says hurriedly.

There appears to be a consensus, if an unenthusiastic one on Marc's part.

"Who to send? It doesn't have to be a druid. In fact it can't be a druid above second or third circle, that risks leaking too many secrets as well as being a bigger potential loss."

"I can't go," Oak says hurriedly, "I don't travel well outside of the forest."

(The dryad hosting them sticks her torso out of her tree to wave cheerfully.)

"They need to be a flier. And then they need to be able to talk to humans. The strixes hate leaving the forest and they're bad diplomats. I can't think of a creature that qualifies and that I'd want to risk other than druids. Unless you trust the hags." Obviously none of them trusts the hags.

"And they need to be willing to go." This isn't just Good, it's basic competence; you don't send a representative you don't trust, and someone who doesn't really want to go won't be very trustworthy.

That still leaves them with a few candidates, so they can all vote and feel satisfied their voice was heard!

(Sometimes getting this council to agree on the decision that was obvious before it ever convened is like herding cats, and she's speaking from long experience.)

And so Bright Morning Feather, a newly-third-circle Neutral Good druid still on her first incarnation and painfully naive optimistic hopeful about the imaginary potential friends who live outside the forest, is chosen to attend the Chelish Constitutional Conclave, on behalf of Ravounel Forest.

Her mandate: to explore strange new worlds learn everything she can, make very limited offers and no commitments at all, gesture in the general direction of 'we have much to offer, should we come to a deal', and most importantly to come back alive, although she will obviously be making regular reports by bird.

(Thread continues here.)