The atrium was filled with young people, their voices all drowning each other out as they conversed.
"Quiet!" A young woman said to the students, "Eyes on me!" She called out, grabbing their attention. She was an Indian woman, barely in her 20s, standing in the middle of the room.
"My name is Chandi Gupta, you may call me Lightkeeper. You are all here because you believe the Sentinels of Magic can help you." She began, "Help you to control your abilities, to get better at using them, and to help you find a purpose." Lightkeeper Chandi said to the group of young magic users.
She began to walk around the room, grabbing papers from various students and looking them over before handing them back.
"Here, we do not take kindly to the dark arts or you experimenting out in the real world. Magic can be dangerous, unpredictable, and those that fear it are even more dangerous and unpredictable." The Lightkeeper continued.
"Be cautious, students and recruits." She warned, "You will be assigned mentors and housing locally. They'll be in touch."
More members of the Sentinels made their way into the room, distributing keycards to the young magicians.
They had addresses and room numbers on them. It was only a matter of time before Marshall was handed his own.
"Your mentors will be in touch tomorrow morning. For now, I want all of you to settle in." Lightkeeper Gupta said to the new students.
"Find your rooms, meet people, have fun. Tomorrow you will begin your training."