Run by its semi-reclusive host, Kalyturn, the center's current layout is settled into the face of a richly vegetated tall box canyon. However, the area seems so deeply steeped with magic--or something along those lines--that you have the feeling that the land itself could change, if given the proper incentive. There are ornately carved arches that enter into the canyon at various places, and a small gurgling stream that runs through the center of the canyon floor (bridged in several places with equally as ornately carved stone.)

The largest of archways is also watched over by a large, chimeric creature who seems to fade into shadows as you approach her. She asks, "You're here to visit?" and shifts one shadow-masked paw over the other. She noses towards the quietly lit chamber and continues, "you'll want to go that way. Don't worry, everything's laid out nice and straightforward for you. Kalyturn's extremely busy, but if you need to sign any forms or if you want to take a room--heck, if you're looking for a good time or to drop off some brats," she cackles, then apologizes, "what I mean is, just go on in. Poke around, someone'll drop you a key-spell if you want to stay a while. We run a nice little anarchy, here."

You follow the shadowling's advice and advance inside.

Here, the floor is smooth and the large hall is lit with a sourceless, warm ambience. There are padded couches meant for creatures much larger then you (or perhaps not?) and a main desk, towards the back. Just like the shadowling had said, there are a number of raised pads on the desk, and when you approach, each raises, and words form across the surface.

The center pad, (and the largest) reads 'Rules'. And to either side, 'Forms', and 'Records' appear. Under each of these words, 'Touch Me' is scrawled. Feel free to take your pick!