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The current year is 2019. Magic has slowly begun to return to Earth. The world is full of all sorts of magic and supernatural creatures that try to remain hidden from the world. Among these races are the Broods who struggle with the fact that many who come to know of their race come to fear them.

Now a race called the Shadow Mages have come to Earth from a world known as Utopia, of which the Broods with their mind abilities have access to alone. Slowly the evil Shadow Mages have begun to take root on Earth and with magic returning more and more everyday their power only grows.

 
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 First Day New Job, Tag: Liam
Apr 11 2017, 10:52 AM
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Her footsteps barely made a dent in the din of the winding hallways that made up the Brood castle as people rushed to and fro. The sound of her footsteps was barely perceptible as she moved. The art of stealth came as second nature to her now after years of training. Barely anyone spared her a glance, they were used to the unusual here and she did her best to always blend in. Dressed in her white v-neck halter, khaki shorts and plain sneakers she reinforced her blending tactics.

Her head was down as she moved, knowing the layout of the castle like the back of her hand and confident that she knew where she was headed. Floor 27, left wing. That's where she was headed. The words still fresh in her mind as the sound of Alieria's voice had given her orders. The Watchers. The elite intelligence gathering division that Alias was assigned to. Apprehension had filled her at receiving the news, she hated to be constantly compared to her half-brother and she could almost be assured they would do so here. He was a legend among the Broods and even more so in the Watchers. One of the Bringers of Light, the Liberators of the Elves from the Mages, Heroes of a thousand battles, Restorer of the Ancient City, you pick a title and Alias and his friends had them among the Elves. How could anyone compete with that?

Lost to her tumultuous thoughts she turned the corner after arriving on the 27th floor and continued on her way. A moment later she was forced to make a left turn and finding it odd she glanced up at the sign that indicated she was in the right wing. Confusion flicked across her features. She was sure she had made a left turn when she had exited the elevators, that would put her in the left wing, not the right. She could only shrug and turn around to make her way back to the elevators and head in the correct direction. Moments later she heard the bells of the elevator marking their passage through the floors and was confident she was headed in the right direction yet before she could reach them a sign marked her location as being in the North wing.

“What the-?” she began but didn't finish her sentence. Growling in frustration she turned around and headed in the only other direction she could.

Careful, this time, she kept her eyes on the corridor and at the first sign that came in to view she cursed once more. South wing.

“Son of a bitch,” it occurred to her, just then, that she was horribly lost and that this floor had been enchanted by powerful magics drawn from Utopia to keep the Watchers' secrets.

“Alieria, care to enlighten me on how to reach the left wing of the 27th floor?” she thought directly to the woman, who no doubt was still in the building having a laugh at her expense.

“Well that would depend,” an amused voice sounded in her head a moment later.

“On what?” she growled back a reply.

“On where you are now and where you've been,” that amusement in her voice didn't diminish.

“I'm in the South wing and I've been in the North and right wings,” she thought after taking a deep breath.

“In that order or reversed?”

“What? Just who enchanted this floor?” her incredulous voice replied in her head. It was one thing to make someone perpetually lost and going around in circles, it was entirely another to make them lost to constantly go around in random sequences.

“Do you really want me to answer that or do you want me to help you?”

“Help, please,” was all she could muster in response.

“Turn around and go back the way you came until you the moment you begin to hear the elevators again. Wait there, I'm sending someone to help you.”

Somehow the continued amused tone did nothing to ease her concern or frustration as her jaw set into a perpetual frustrated curve and she turned around once more. She kept her ears tuned to the sound of the elevators as she moved and as soon as she hears the sound of the dinging bells in the distance stopped and leaned against a wall, if nothing than for the comfort of the physical contact in the perpetual magical maze she was lost in.

She soon heard footsteps approaching and for a moment she thought her help had arrived but when the Elf arrived in view they didn't even look up at her as they walked past. With a frown on her features she called out to the male Elf.

“Excuse me, do you know where we are?” she asked and tried to keep her voice pleasant.

Turning around at the interruption the Elf merely looked at her annoyance. So much for this idea. “You're on the 27th floor,” he replied in a melodious voice as if the mere question was absurd.

“Yea, I know but where are we exactly?” frustration hit her voice like a brick into glass and the Elf's features twisted into an even deeper frown.

“You're on Utopia,” he finished and turned and walked away. It was a good thing too because she would have been quite embarrassed if he had seen her nearly feint. A floor that plane shifted you to another world and trapped you in a maze. The Broods liked to keep the Watchers a secret; noted. She was suddenly glad Alieria hadn't told her who enchanted the floor to be this way.

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