As the car pulled up out front of a beautiful old New Orleans mansion with its full run balcony right across the front facing the street, the footpath directly underneath showing the ornate black posts, she could see the furtive figures standing on it on guard for any uninvited intruders. This was more a residential street than one with shops running along the road frontage anymore…but there were still tourists that were attracted to the amazing architecture.
Jesse got out of the car and walked up to the black painted door with a small hex symbol engraved into the wood. The door opened without her need to knock revealing a short elderly man who bowed his head and allowed space for Jesse to slip inside.
She was lead quickly through to the central quad, looked down on, on all sides by mezz
