[ really, it's almost convenient that he arrived here so well dressed, though if he had a choice now, he might have worn something other than just black. when he finds a moment to say his part, he strides toward the front, cane clapping along to complete the ensemble. ]

Hello. [ he taps his free hand lightly against his chest with flourish, a graceful smile on his face. there's notable enthusiasm in his voice, something earned from far too many, long, and pretty speeches. ] Eliot. Former Ruler of Fillory, Magician King, Brakebills Royalty, etcetera, etcetera. Not really sure how that applies here now that I'm dead, of course, but I did have to reorganize a large majority of the kingdom directly after my coronation.

I just got here, but with all this talk of attack and death, my guess is that we need far more preparation than there was. A defense strategy would be useful. And perhaps a primer with basics of what one should or shouldn't do should they encounter trouble, somewhere to go or meet or even a means to alert others of immediate and imminent danger. A Beacon survival guide, if you will, maybe even something we could have readily accessible on the tablet network.

We should also likely stockpile supplies for emergencies. For treating the injured but also food and other things we might need if we find ourselves stranded without our. Well. Regular shipments and arrivals.