[b][color=f49ac2]Esmeralda  Ziazan Luminita was 15 years old and was to be married the next day. She did not even know who her husband was, what he looked like nor if he had a caravan of his own. All she knew was that she was not going to marry a stranger! She had her few belongings packed in a satchel so all she had to do was to leave the caravan. 
She waited until she did not feel any safety in the caravan. She slipped out of the camp where she was ambushed by a few males. As they took turns kissing her, she was scared to death but when a mysterious man came up to the group and stamped his foot, the males stopped as if they were frozen. He spoke softly “if you truly wish to leave, go now quickly or stay in your caravan forever.”
Esmeralda picked up her satchel and ran for all that she was worth. She ran until her legs hurt then kept going until her lungs began to burn. She could only hope to be far enough away from the young unmarried men in her caravan. 
She leaned against a tree where a picture hung. It was an old worn out picture of Caldwell’s Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts. Suddenly she began to fall backwards right into the picture. Esmeralda fainted dead away and knew nothing more until she landed on a bouncy bed of some sort.
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[b][color=f7941d] Lore Master Lyonesse Rozelda deForrest felt a landing on the 'fall' and shortly afterwards a second landing on the fall.

~At least two students have fallen in.~ Lore Master Lyonesse spoke to herself as she teleported to the fall/

"Welcome to Safe Haven. I am -Lore Master Lyonesse Rozelda deForrest- Head of The Center of the World Ministry and I will guide you through your enrollment process today. May I have your names." Lyonesse spoke to the two newcomers.   [/color][/b]