The Circle of Creation is empty, except for a certain mage walking to and fro to get some chairs together in a roughly round shape. Sacramento may not be the biggest city in the US, but it is big enough to realize the... limitations of one's connections. So, on the willworker front, that means creating a cabal of like-minded people.
Not to mention, with all the craziness going on recently, and definitely more to come, it's probably best to have folks at your side that give a shit if you're in trouble.
And so, the preparations were done. The note was posted. The space was primed for the meeting, as much as it could be. So Shodan sat, waiting.
Wondering who'd show up.