C237 No Phoenix Begging for the Phoenix!

An hour after Zopyrus arrived at Gaze to the Heavens, every one of the hundred chairs in the spacious hall was occupied. The crowd was diverse, including suave young men, affluent gentlemen with portly figures, impoverished scholars who had weathered the elements, and mages with lofty aspirations. Latecomers, finding no seats, resorted to standing in the aisles; even outside the doorway