With the Faery portals all closed, Aisa & I find ourselves in New Orleans.
We take up residence at an old property of mine in the French Quarter and convert it to “True Enchantments”, a magick shoppe. For supes and select humans there are many magickal services available.
The history of the building is still wrapped up in some mystery. I remember buying it from a very powerful Fae in the early 1900’s. Back then it was a Supernatural Brothel that supes from all dimensions would visit. 
The enchantments surrounding the shoppe are strong thus protecting Aisa and me. Though the magick goes much deeper, there are a few …unusual happenings in the shoppe….
A very strange feeling from one of the voodoo dolls from our stock…a strange man haunts our dreams …
..When you open a door to one of the many rooms, you find that the room has changed completely taking you to a different time and place.
But we are not alone, we are lucky that our dear friend Darius was able to find us. He is a Fae trapped in the body of an owl. We know that he is there to protect us, but he will not tell us any more.
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