A strix flutters to a landing and walks towards them. 

It looks interesting… but he needs to go over his ideas for the monarchy committee a few more times.  And real more powerful wizards always humiliate him for being stuck at 1st circle, so it’s probably not worth it anyway.  He walks past without a second glance.

That's not a mage, that's a strix. And that's a slip. Carme squints at the situation, in case the other wizards expected are going to be along any minute.

"Hello! Is this the place for talking about magic?" 

Hmm. Maybe on a later day when he's figured out whether he's permanently politically toxic. He'll pass a note to the ones who look like the hosts.

Alicia will drop by. She's not busy in the mornings yet, unless you count her channels, and if there's one thing the last few days have taught her it's that she doesn't know quite as much about obscure spells as she's going to need to. Hopefully this is a way to do something about that and not just a wizardly bragging session.

'Aspex Ibarra' will arrive in full panoply, complete with the iron mask bearing twin acid scars that has become his trademark, though his combat disguise is absent. He thinks a mage's caucus will be out to establish a wizards' guild in control of licensing the practice and education of wizardry, and he has some degree of patriotic desire to see those bastards burn first. 

His less conspicuous bodyguard is being even less conspicuous than usual, thanks to his fancy hat.

She nods at the strix. "It is! We'd ideally have all the other wizard representatives here, but they might not have seen the posters! I am Senior Professor Coeliaris of the Arcanamirium and the Westcrown College of Wizardry. I will say that it is very nice to be back in free Cheliax. I felt it may be worth bringing this group together to consider a joint front in regards to the regulation of magic, and perhaps making an effort into formalizing it into a proper constitutional committee for magic."

I know you, of course, sir, she says to the most recent arrival. Why don't we introduce ourselves, and clarify what type of magic that we practice?

“I'm Liushna. I'm a shalyene; it's like a wizard, but my familiar also acts as my spellbook.”

Carme didn't think Westcrown College had any elv- oh, that explains it. Migrants all over the place.

She takes a few steps closer, but Myrtle's at the ready if the strix acts up.

"Pleased to see you, professor," he says, nodding to Coeliaris, and "Aspex Ibarra, King-In-Irons of the Court of Exiles and fifth-circle enchanter" to everyone else. He'd like to shake hands with the elf and the strix as a way of being very rude to everyone who doesn't think elves and strix should get to shake hands with people, unless they mind in which case he will give a shallow bow.

The strix is totally willing to shake hands! Fifth circle! Wow!

Coeliaris shakes his hand too, and that of the strix. "Fourth, Universalist, though my specialization is really in topological spellcraft. You might have seen my Primary Circle Reduction of Evaluators' Lens." She looks at Carme, and raises a perfectly sculptured eyebrow.

"I have! It's a fascinating development," though from what he's heard of it the spell is basically just a way of substituting for a competent assistant and you'd need to get it all the way down to first to be meaningful, "of considerable theoretical value."

"Good morning," says Carme, when Coeliaris looks at her. "I should like the quick summary of the intent of this gathering. I am in fragile health and cannot stand around doing things just because they are... diverting."

Feather doesn't know what a 'caucus' is, but she's a mage so maybe it's something she'd care about?

"Hello," she says, walking up. "I'm Bright Morning Feather, a druid from Ravounel Forest." She'd heard them sharing circles but, really, that's not the kind of thing you tell a stranger! (Unless you're great at deceiving people and countering their deceptions and thinking several steps ahead. Feather isn't going to try to deceive humans about her spell circle.)

Signs are pointing to "diverting, and not even in a good way" but just in case Carme will wait for the elf to talk.

Coeliaris gives a them a casual nod. "We're putting together a committee for the regulation of magic and mage academies. There's pamphlets discussing the topic already, so it will happen. When it happens, it should happen under wise, mature and magically experienced leadership."

"Hi everyone!"

On the one hand, the Chelish humans famously have too many wizards with not enough Wisdom between them, and everyone needs wise and mature leadership. On the other hand, what if this just makes them better at burning down forests?

She settles for a nod at Coeliaris' statement.

Mage caucus? Mages don't really have common interests but maybe someone here knows how to cast two scrivener's chants at once. Unfortunately she's probably too short for an elf to notice.

"I own that the academy of Westcrown, my own alma mater, has great need of Salutary Reform," she says, not really having any idea what that reform might be. You can always say something needs reform!

"If you have copies of the pamphlets I'd take them to read while I sit somewhere more comfortable."

"You can sit on my cloud if you like! It's like a pillow!"

Coeliaris smiles at Lluisa. "It is then fortunate, that the Academy of Westcrown has returned to the name of the Westcrown College of Wizardry, the name of its predecessor institution. The WCW, of which I was proud to count myself a member, was a great college, and I am pleased indeed to rejoin it."

Oh, makes sense for an elf!

"Any wisdom predating the Diabolical Thrune Regime is of surpassing Value in the present Days. I have sought it in books, myself."