In the Mage Holy Place, at the teaching area of the Outer Palace.
Four teaching towers stood at the perimeter of the Fountain Sculpture Square.
The next refresher course for the Alchemy sect had not started yet, leaving the towers empty and quiet. A soft breeze freely drifted through the long hallways.
At this time, Master Adanavados should have enjoyed his alone time without being pestered by students, but he found himself worrying about a meeting which had lasted several days.
He leaned against the chair, his brow furrowed as he gazed at the orb on his desk.
Inside the orb was a huge ring of chairs with countless glass orbs positioned on them. Representatives of the four sects and the directors of the Shaman Society were having an intense discussion around a round table in the center of the room.
Within the Mage Holy Place, time was everything. There were two types of meetings that did not require most of the participants to be physically present.