Welcome
"Excuse me sir," Caleb turned quickly from slicing wood, frowning slightly at the sight of such a well dressed woman in...a place like this. It was in...the wilderness and you rarely see someone such as the lady that stood before him to even touch the soil with his polished boots. "That was magic, wasn't it? That you used to slice the wood," "Y'yes sir." "Good. I have a proposition for you."

And now, years and years, as we turn the time tables forward, many young adults were beckoned to the strange 'sanctuary' on the foreign mountain. Poor, rich, all came. Why, the only thing they had in common? Magic. Once you accept the journey, you can never look back. Is this really something you want? To nevermore see the things that you want to see; All for something new. Welcome to Nouvelle Vie. Where your future is in others' hands.