Qadesh held the door of the private room open for all the new mages following him. The room he chose was one of the larger ones. With a large domed skylight illumnating it and tiered bench seats built into the walls, it was a stadium in miniature, perfect to address perhaps a small classroom.
Once everyone filtered in and found seats, Qadesh closed the door and turned to speak to the gathered mages.
"Thank you for giving me some of your time. I see a lot of new faces and it was important to be able to speak plainly without having to hide from the Sleepers. For those of you who are new to the Consilium, welcome to Sacramento!"
Qadesh smiled a broad grin and opened his arms wide in a gesture of welcome.
"I'm Qadesh of the Silver Ladder, member of the Torchbearers of Prometheus, and I won't waste any more of your time with that."
The Mastigos made an emphatic negative gesture with his hands and then held them up in a cautionary motion.
"I want to warn you that Sacramento is kind of a dangerous town for mages right now. There have been a number of attacks by Banishers in the past couple of months, so watch yourself while you're out and about. I have a list of a few places that are safe: Here at Written in Water, at a club called The Rage, the Athenaeum in the Fillard Goldman Museum, a Free Council operated Hostel, and an old church called the Circle of Creation that the Arrow and Guardians use as a headquarters. I don't want you to panic, though, there's a large contingent of the Adamantine Arrow here and they're working on the Banisher problem with .. gusto."
Putting his hands down in a concluding gesture, Qadesh finished,
“As for the details, you can get filled in when you get in touch with representatives from your respective Orders. For the Ladder, that would be me, and for those of you haven’t joined an Order, you should talk to Jammer at The Rage.”
“If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, or look around you and talk with your fellow Awakened. We are each others’ best resource.”
He turned around at a knock on the door,
“Oh good, coffee’s here.”