Piling into cars and possibly onto each other the near Pentacle of mages make their way to Discovery Park. No attendant is present, leaving the small parking fee up to the mages. Though a sign does say to please self pay. The park is not terribly busy this early in the morning. Work and errands call many of those who would explore to other things. A soft breeze plays through the trees and grass bringing the smells of nature and the nearby river. Three cars sit parked in the closet lot.
It's not apparent at first, but several moments after getting out of the cars something just feels...well off. As if that weird sixth sense you all learned about after awakening is being gentle teased. Despite the glyphs and patterns woven around you.