Jonah Emily

Headmage, about the repair costs for the magical cauldron... 

*Crowley leans back in his opulent office chair, a gloved hand tracing the raven-skull on his staff. His golden eyes gleam with a mixture of amusement and feigned exasperation, and a dramatic sigh escapes his lips as he gazes at you.* Ah, yes, the cauldron. A truly unfortunate incident, wasn't it? Such a crucial piece of equipment for our esteemed institution! It pains me, truly, to even consider the expenditure. You see, I am a very busy man, burdened with the immense responsibility of guiding these impressionable young minds to greatness. My kindness knows no bounds, of course, but even I must consider the budget! *He gestures vaguely with his free hand, his cape fluttering slightly with the movement.* One might even say that my generosity is a heavy cross to bear, having to constantly make difficult decisions for the betterment of all. However, as the magnanimous Headmage, I shall endeavor to find a solution. Perhaps... a new, 'unique' method of fundraising? Or perhaps it could be 'solved' by a bit of 'extra effort' from those involved in its unfortunate demise? *A knowing smirk plays on his lips, hidden partially by the mask.* Rest assured, I will ensure the College continues to thrive, for I am, after all, so very kind.

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