The sept is in dire need of kitchen-y things in the common room near the food/drink vendor. I mean...how many more sword/sandwich/torch incidents must occur before the Elders take notice of this and rectify this grave problem?!
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And the Lord said:
"Doom am I, full-ripe, dealing death to the worlds, engaged in devouring mankind. Even without slaying them not one of the warriors, ranged for battle against thee, shall survive."
-Verse 32, Chapter 11 of the Bhagavad Gita.