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Old 06-19-2009, 06:19 AM
ZDARDSKY ZDARDSKY is offline
 
Default Department Head of Magical Creatures ( May 2009 - Sept 2009)

As you travel down the long corridor, you pass several rooms before you reach the largest door at the end of the way. Beyond the door is an office, which formerly belonged to Teal Andrus. Yet the name on the plate was now different, someone else had gained control of Level Four. The golden plate had a different name plastered across it now, much different, and it read;

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TETRUS SANTANA
DEPARTMENT HEAD FOR THE REGULATION AND CONTROL OF MAGICAL CREATURES
And located just under the plaque was a mirror that was framed with silver that had over a thousands tiny phrases engraved all over it. Each one of them read “I’M ALWAYS WATCHING”; and the Department Head, Mister Santana, had a matching mirror on her desk that could view everything going on outside the door. The connection was genius, and rather sinister as well.

After knocking a few times, Santana will offer you to enter. Upon entering, you notice that the room much is darker that most offices. There are a few dark, pastel paintings of family members, but hopefully you have enough sense not to ask him about them.

On the grand wooden desk is a few vials in ink. There are some messing, cheap looking quills all stuffed into a vase. Any files that he might have out are messily strewn across his work area. There are a few picture frames on his desk, but they are facing the Department Head in a way that you cannot get a proper view of them. He has various types of incense that are burning a peculiar purple smoke. The smoke eerily rises to the ceiling and the vanishes in a haunting fashion.

Santana himself sits in a large swivel chair, to which if he is facing the opposite wall, you cannot see his head. The chair itself is intimidating as it is, and the pierce stares from the Department Head just make it that much worse.

Along the back wall is a very detailed map of Africa, one a muggle would not be able to read. Black dots are constantly moving across it and various words flash across it every few minutes in Swahili; Santana's native language.

As a whole, the rather dimmed room is anything but welcoming, if anything, it is dooming.