Ermon scratches the back of his head, looking between his Cabalmates:
"Okay, it's something to work with", - the Warlock raises his glass, - "Let's build something great here. To Whispering Wave!"
He grins like an idiot, and not just from the beer and the company. After all, few things are more beautiful than untapped potential of a new group. Like ingredients that will soon turn into a meal.
I'm good with wrapping this up