"We are now approaching Manchester Piccadilly, which is our last stop!" had arrived in Manchester. It was their first day at Swellworth Academy; they were far from home and in a new city. As the train stopped and the doors opened, got off the train and left the station, using Google Maps on their phone to find their way.

After about 20 minutes of walking, they arrived on the campus of Swellworth Academy. There was a small crowd of new students forming, indicated by the "New Students Wait Here" sign that two imps were holding. With that, joined the queue.

After about five or so minutes, they were at the front of the crowd and being approached by a tall dark elf. Whether that dark elf had good genetics or a pump, the dark elf had large tits. The dark elf spoke, her voice like velvet over steel, a smooth, alluring tone with an undercurrent of command: "Can me have your name, please?" she asked.