As you push past an ancient Pheraldean tapestry (did the Queen's face always look like that?) the warm glow of incandescent orbs hits your eyes and the smell of espresso and ozone permeates the air. Robes, pointed hats, staves and tomes abound. There is a sense of uneasy camaraderie uncommon in the oft-contentious wizard world.
In the corner, shadows shift eerily. Unfamiliar music (which you know by heart) drifts through the room. And at the counter, a barista waits for you to place your order.
🪄Welcome to The Wizard Cafe🪄
Staff on call:
@hubristicwizard: owner and proprietor
@theswampwizard: co-founder
Nominal staff:
@aileaxthevoidien: baker/pastry chef
We have anything, just ask...














