The world as humans knew it changed nearly 150 years ago.  As humanity had begun to discover technology and higher forms of magic, magic had returned, and turned the world upside down over night.  New herbs appeared, creatures out of myth and legends walked the streets, and nightmarish demons and old ones plotted disaster from the darkest corners of the world.  All things had changed, but over time, things settled down, what became alien and out of place became common place over the years.  While a rift still exists between magic users and norms, a steady peace has been established for years.<br/><br/>But magic isn't something known off the bat.  No, it has to be taught, studied, and control esbalished.  As magic returned, schools were built in order to teach proper use.  After all, over night humans that had lived mundane lives suddenly could conjure fireballs and summon creatures.  Over the years, these have become viable colleges to attend, with graduates leaving rather extraordinary lives in one field or another.  While these have always been for Magic Users, recently, a school known as Bennington, located near Denver, Colorado, in the high slopes of the rocky mountains, began accepting both magic users and norms for experimentation in desegregation.  One of the oldest, the institution was established over a hundred years ago, its built more like a fortress than a school.  A large complex with 6 wings, each located around a massive courtyard, its protected on all sides by walls, only students and special visitors allowed into the complex.  And today was orientation day.<br/><br/>The courtyard was crowded, with all manner of students crowding around.  The new students were easy to spot, wearing typical street clothes.  The male students wore a white top, gold thread sewed at the the high neck of the uniform, with long, white pants.  The females wore a similiar top, although each held short, plaid skirts, with knee high socks and boots.  Even for lower leveled students it seemed designs on the jackets served as wards of sorts.<br/><br/>At the middle of the courtyard stood a stage, a portly man was perched on the stage.  He was in likely his mid fifties, he was balding with greyish brown hair, and held several wrinkles across his face.  He was wearing a robe which carried the same insignias as the school uniforms  He seemed kind, altough whispered from the female students seem to suggest he was known as a bit of a pervert.  "New students, we welcome you to Bennington, we are quite glad to see so many new faces from all walks of life this year.  Greetings, I am Dean Wrexler, and I run this fine institution."<br/><br/>It was standard introduction, although the fact that at the end of it there seemed to be a somewhat sinister tone to "And if you need anything, my office door is always open.  Now, i'll let you all sort out your classes, and teachers.  I look foward to seeing just what wonders we'll see from all of you."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>