Bacchus stepped away from the assembled magi to speak to his Path slightly more privately.
"So." Bottle still in hand he looks to his fellow Shamans. "I don't really have any issues with you folks, but I would like to know why someone who couldn't even voice their opinions in the earlier exchange now wants to be Councilor. Can you enlighten me Cricket? Why do you want it? Perhaps more importantly, why should we trust you with it?"
As he proceeded to drink the Apostates features turned decidedly less jovial. What could have otherwise been a pleasant evening now of getting to know each other now had to be a mad dash fro titles and all the bullshit that came with them.
"As for Heirarch? I don't trust Samael with it, or Winter if he tried for it." He didn't think the grumpy guardian would, but he was just speaking his mind through the last fleeting moments he could do so on his own. "I want to suggest Knot for the role, or barring that volunteer myself for the position."
"To answer my own questions, I believe that I have nothing in the way of formal qualifications. I believe that a persons merit should be based on their values and ideas, not the titles they cling to or their ability to sit in the background like a plant for an extended period of time. I want the role because I think the wisest of the wise should recognize value beyond age or arcana, as well as the difference between an order's tools and the order's beliefs. Samael has failed that metric, and aside from Knot I don't know anyone else that passes it."
The Shaman stopped, took a breathe, and a subsequent drink.
"As for why you should trust me? Well, I just said I'd prefer Knot do it. Barring that though I've been doing nothing but trying to bring people together and support the little guy since I got here. Not to sensationalize, but if that's not what you want in a leader then what's the difference between a Diamond and a Seer?"