Crisis Cycles

After a tiresome track through the windy heights, through swaying rope bridges and menacing stone ones, the delegates finally reach the grand academy settlement. The great meeting at Druzhul Peak Hold has begun! An elderly scholar dwarf, with an exasperated face, welcomes the various delegates, and leads them to the warmth of the inner chambers.

Later that day, the equally exasperated Chancellor Urgim of the academy holds the meeting in a grand feast hall. He regales, how the ice bats managed to eat the ghost mosquitoes: they feast on magic. The consumption of mana itself! Unfortunately, they feast on all magic, which means they frequently break into the hold, and disrupt the carvings that were meant create wards against the infestation, and on top of that, they are really short staffed. He then leaves the podium, and takes a seat, giving the word to whoever wishes to speak.