[X] Plan Wordy Goldfish
-[X] "Magic's return is still so recent that your ignorance is understandable in this instance. Do you believe my conquest of this place, one of the so-called "Great Free Cities", in less than a day's time was a happy accident?" Pause and take several long moments to look over the assembled Magisters, making eye contact with those who are willing. "No, gentlemen, it was no accident. Through my sorcery, all things are possible. I can cross the world in an instant, raise a house from nothing in moments, or curse a man into the shape of a simple tortoise, and these are but examples of the powers available to me. Did the walls of Tyrosh prevent the coming of my army? Of course not, for what good are walls when sorcery allows one to transport thousands of men into the undefended heart of a city with no more difficulty than he would experience sipping a goblet of wine."
--[X] "Envoys will be dispatched to the outland cities. Those which choose to side with Myr or Lys will be handled with no more difficulty than Tyrosh. Despite their great skill, my armies could use the experience."
-[X] "You concern over food for the city is not without cause, but again, your ignorance of magic shows true. Even now, those among my Companions whose magic lends itself to growing things, rather than destruction and conquest, are undertaking the first steps of a plan to see Tyrosh fed as well as ever. My trade fleets bring grain and other staples to tide the city over during the transitions, and my friends and allies send their own supplies, all with the aim of preventing starvation and food riots. Rest assured, gentlemen, I do very little on a whim, without careful thought and detailed planning."
--[X] "The conquest of a city is no small matter, though hardly a special or unique occurrence in the long and troubled history of Essos. Seeing this city thrive, however, as I aim to do in Tyrosh, that's a rather rare event, and something to be proud of. Would you rather be a part of that, to help your city rise above the petty squabbles and trite power games of your neighbors? This is an opportunity, not a cause for alarm and rebellion.
-[X] Take another long pause to survey the hall, reading the reactions of the gathered Magisters, to try to see who will go along with your plans and who may obstacles of themselves. "Will you aid me now, Magisters of Tyrosh? I know this is no small request, for your lives up to this point have shaped your perceptions of what is right and proper. Yes, I will free the slaves of this city and those cities allied to Tyrosh. And yes, you will be paying for the privilege."
--[X] "You are wealthy men, however, and I do not ask you to beggar yourselves so that your former slaves will live in palaces. Tyrosh must still function as a city, and for that, the former slaves will be needed. They will, for the most part, continue in the careers they have been trained for. Silver and gold will be earned, and silver and gold will be spent. Trust that I have planned Tyrosh's transition from a city of slavery to a true Free City. Stay the course, do not give me cause to make an example of you, and you will look back on this day as the catalyst from which your fortunes were truly made."
