Westhaven

As if by magic (actually it was magic), a miniscule dot of light appeared, expanding outward until it reached the size of a really large bubble (much like the bubbles in The Prisoner, but yellow and made of light). Then an almighty crack of thunder bellowed across the town before Eldorado Sunshineface appeared from the bubble at the base of the stairs that led up to the entrance of the College of Combat and Magic. The light bubble dissipated around her, like used confetti brushed from a brides gown.

Eldorado checked her limbs for obvious damage or change, it appeared she had fared quite well during her multi-dimensional jump, except that one of her hands had formed into a crablike claw. "Bugger," she thought, "will have to look into fixing that at some point."

Consulting her photographic memory, the only spell she could find required two hands (and no claws). Disappointed, she began to climb the stairway, pulling a golden key from her pocket as she reached the entrance. She unlocked the doors and wandered inside. The hallway was old and musty, pictures frames lined the walls, all containing no images whatsoever. One picture frame was labelled 'Eldorado Sunshineface - Founder', so she removed it from the wall, and pulled out the polaroid of herself which Nub had taken of her all those years ago. She looked young and fresh in that photo, much different from how she was now. Placing the polaroid in the frame, she rehung it in pride of place at the head of the hallway, it would be the first picture anyone would see upon entering. However they would have to get up pretty close to actually see the image.

To the right hand side of the corridor, more stairs led upwards to the staff room and office complex. Eldorado went upstairs, and claimed the first office she came across as her own. There was a large circular oak table within, surrounded by plush chairs, except one at the head of the table that was even plusher. She sat down at the head of the table and perused her surroundings, a window on the East side of the room looked out over the pub of Westhaven, where she could see Kaz sitting in the sun doing what she did best, whilst Penfold was busy cutting up a demon-maggot and stringing the strips up on a nearby tree. Ahdkaw appeared to be scratching his jumper for some reason Eldorado couldn't quite figure. Another window to the North, looked out across the land, stretching out all the way to the Badlands. It would be a good window to watch for demons from she thought.

Not that she could do anything about them if they did turn up. Her magical skills had been virtually decimated due to the loss of her cauldron whilst attempting the highly dangerous multi-jump spell she had just performed. One of the well-known side-effects was the destruction of not only the cauldron itself but also the Operating System residing within it. She would have to find some other method to activate her spells from now on, since there were no other cauldrons as they were lost to the sea of conciousness, along with her fellow witches.

Settling back in her EZ-Recliner, Eldorado spun around to face the condiments table in the corner of the room and poured herself a malt-vinegar.