Tansy entered The Murky Cauldron, flipping on the overhead lights as she slipped inside, allowing the door to close behind her. The weekend was almost upon her, but she doubted she would get to enjoy it. Hannah called Tansy that morning, starting the day with a mixture of good and bad news. Hannah found Damien last night, and he was all right. Hurting. Pissed. But all right. They attempted to perform a locator spell on the other magicians, but something must have blocked them for they couldn’t find the others anywhere. They would have to go about locating them another way.