Loki had not liked the idea of her going off into Sacramento to find any of the mages operating in the city. He had said it was only marginally less stupid than putting a notice in the day’s newspaper. She had scuffed at his paranoia, for if anything he was paranoid. Maybe it was because he was a Mastigos, or perhaps it was because the world of the supernatural was indeed as dangerous and sinister as he described. She hadn’t decided yet. Either way she figured it had to be done if she was to find anyone else, preferably a member of the Mysterium. At least coming to notice of a mage wouldn’t be too hard. You just had to use magic in turn and hope they’d notice. With that plan in hand she grabbed her jacket and headed out.
A few minutes of thought made her decide to head towards the older parts of town. It seemed sort of appropriate for mages to live at the top floor of some old brick house, full with books and mystical implements. She doubted they’d live in a run down five story concrete housing complex though. Or maybe she was wrong.
As she approached the area she had in mind she worked to open her senses towards the supernal world.
Spellcasting In Progress
With that done she smiles widely and sets of in search for anything, and preferably anyone, of interest.