What if there were group chats and our earth fae and sea fae just discovered the existence of mages?

Ari: I have a great many complaints, and I wish to make them known.

Kase: It’s time to tell you something Ari—no one cares.

Tor: Finally someone said it.

Ari: I only hear sweet, sweet words of adoration from you both.

Tor: Then you are delusional.

Ari: I cast you off, for there is a distressing matter we need to discuss.

Livia: Uncle Ari, I told you, Erik and I both feel Tait is the best escort for Mira when she travels to the Ever.

Ari: Harald’s son is an entirely different matter.

Mira: Don’t get him started or Erik will get more strongly-worded missives on his choice of escorts.

Erik: Do you want a man I trust, or not?

Ari: If you are sincerely asking, I’d prefer no men, Ever King. See to it.

Saga: I’m not sure you can order another king about, my love.

Ari: I have been a king longer, sweet menace.

Erik: Untrue. I was a king at four turns which, if I recall, was before the battle for your throne.

Ari: Who invited the Ever King onto this thread?

Erik: Songbird, this is exactly why I told you not to add me.

Kase: Why am I on this damn thread? I don’t like any of you. Except Livie and Mira. I like you two.

Livia: Aww thank you, Uncle Kase.

Mira: *heart hands*

Ari: Are you all finished? Don’t let me interrupt or anything, it isn’t as though there is something wretched happening. By all means continue.

Junie: For once, I think Ari’s theatrics are shared with someone else.

Malin: Really? Who?

Niklas: Me, Mal. Me.

Kase: What happened? I can be there in an instant.

Ari: Now he’s interested.

Jonas: Daj just wants to go rob someone.

Kase: Why are YOU on this thread?

Jonas: I wish to be wherever you are, dearest father. Still angry with me after our chat the other night?

Malin: Jonas, choose your words carefully.

Sander: He doesn’t know how.

Jonas: Afraid he’s right, Maj.

Erik: Prince, Livia is still reeling from your little announcement.

Jonas: Livie is? Or are you, Bloodsinger?

Livia: Erik laughed because he has a warped sense of humor. But I have questions, you damn fool.

Jonas: And that is my cue to talk of other things.

Jonas: Uncle Nik what has you and Ari so upset?

Ari: We are perturbed for wholly different reasons.

Niklas: Mine is more worthy of note.

Ari: I disagree.

Valen: Gods, just say what is wrong

Unknown Number: Hello?

Ari: Ah, here is the problem now. There is a new magic user about and some folk had the audacity to compare him to me.

Valen: Ah, I’ve heard the same, except I was the comparison.

Kase: No, it was me.

Niklas: It doesn’t matter! He thinks himself to be some kind of Elixist like me. I think not. I shall be the potion master here.

**Kage Wilder was added to the chat**

Kage: Who are you and what is an Elixist?

Niklas: What is an Elixist he says.

Niklas: Only the fiercest of Alver Kind

Malin: Debatable.

Niklas: A master of potions and poisons and spell casts.

Kage: So a mage?

Niklas: What the hells is a mage?

Kage: A spell caster.

Erik: So a sea witch

Kage: Offensive, whoever you are.

Sander: King of the sea fae, ill-tempered, with an unhealthy addiction to his queen.

Erik: That is not what she said this morning, Prince.

Livia: Erik . . . my parents are on this thread.

Valen: I am revoking our alliance, Bloodsinger.

Kage Wilder: How did I get tossed into a fae conversation?

Niklas: We—an entire world of fae—are supposed to make room for you, I am told.

Niklas: I, for one, am in protest.

Niklas: We have dominated with our world for turns.

Ari: Here, here, Nik!

Kage Wilder: I do not know what a turn is, but I think I might know what this is.

Kage Wilder: Fellow magicks who’ve fought for kingdoms?

Ari: Now he’s following.

Kage Wilder: Well, you’ll be glad to know I do not need so long to win my kingdom. My queen’s magic and my own seem strong enough to only need a single battle.

Ari: Sweet menace.

Saga: Husband?

Ari: Was that a veiled insult? Tell me I misheard and this fool did not insinuate we were less-than simply because we took our time to carefully orchestrate battles.

Kage Wilder: As did I. Elixist, no need to worry. I will not remain in the path of your fae tales for long.

Niklas: Well . . . I suppose it might be a little interesting to see a mage spell book.

Ari: Traitor.

Ari: All right, Mage, fight your battles, win your love, and be gone.

Kage Wilder: I intend to, fae.

Kage Wilder: But am I correct in assuming some folk think I am reminiscent of you?

Ari: It is nothing more than a mistake, Mage. There is no one reminiscent of me, I assure you.

Kage Wilder: All the same, you’ll forgive me if, once my tale is told, they forget your name.

***Ari Sekundär left the chat***