He had only been popped thirty-three turns ago, but he was already adept class. The only of his kind in the Magic Kingdom.
It had been his Kings hope that a caster of his sort could hold of the inevitable onslaught from their neighbours, if not indefinitely, then atleast until King Mac Ronal could work his famous diplomacy.
His side had been rather unique, he knew, in being one of the few sides in the world capable of producing an abundance of cheap heavies to sell as food to other kingdoms. A tri-link consisting of a turnamancer and a dittomancer was able to turn out an incredible amount of BuwgerCows, heavies that yielded a high amount of food, but had almost no combat capabilities. A changemancer had by accident transformed the sides native ability to make Bwison permanently once a long time ago, and when she couldn't reverse it she was disbanded on the spot. King Ronal was a harsh ruler, but he was also shrewd. When he noticed the high yield, he began popping the beasts and selling them to other sides at bargain prices.
Unfortunably, this proved a fatal mistake for the side. Eager to get in on the Business, FastFoods<allies turned against them. That was when Bone Meal was popped, a croakamancer, an equal blessing and curse. His abilities to uncroak the BuwgerCows gave them some respite, but in the end it was for naught.
Now he found himself at the broadest meeting in the history of The Magic Kingdom he was aware of. And everyone was staring at him.
He was suddenly very attentive of the words coming out of his mouth. When did he start his speech? A looong time ago: ".. it would seem that this Miss Firebaugh uses the 'Pliers to add Life to Croakamancy. Theoretically, a link between a Florist or a Healomancer or even a Carnymancer and a Croakamancer should be able to replicate the effect, but I can't be sure. They would have to be Masterclass at the very minimum. And then there's the problem with the Impossible Unit Types. Convention says that it should be impossible to uncroak something without a will. This raises the question: Can she raise casters that can... cast?..."
He breathed deeply and stared around the square. It was eerily silent. He suddenly realized that it was the first time for most of these casters. That they heard a Croakamancer describe his discipline, that is.
Bone Meal knew what he needed to say, but somehow he couldn't. He knew exactly how they would react, but he had to. He HAD to.
"And that leads us on to the original point. If we openly works against Gobwin Knob, and breaks the sworn neutrality, can Miss Firebaugh wade in, possibly under some disguise from their foolamancer, and begin turning casters. She could wipe out the place with some Luckamancy and a ... a perfect warlords plan" he said the last words with as much gravity as he could.