Professor Coeliaris and Tillia arrives early, and set up. She unrolls a portable hole, and levitate out a chalkboard, her favorite chair, Tillia's favorite chair, some pastries she picked up at a lively little cafe, and a few other neccessities of life. Once set up, she rolls it up, puts it away, and takes a seat herself, and chats with Tillia for the ten-or-so minutes before the others arrive.
"May this meeting of the committee on Magic come to order."
"When I first came here, more than a century ago, I was an elf, and not yet in the habit of working hard, and when I wanted to go home at the end of the daylight hours, my then Professor told me, scornfully, that the great work was not done." "
"He said, that that the Great Work was not done until every man was a wizard, and every wizard a god."
"And that was why I had come then, and that is why I have come back, because this was- this is- Cheliax- where great works are done! And now we stand here together, and we're about to embark on a great work ourselves."
"I stand here again in a Free Cheliax, under a wise and noble Queen- a Cheliax that was not freed with arms, but a Cheliax that was freed with magic!"
"Today, at the podium, I outlined some items for our agenda, but I would like to hear from you- especially the new folk- what you would like to see on the agenda. And do please introduce yourselves as well."