You walk into the lobby and see her as if she was waiting for you; Florence is the bellhop of the mysterious and allegedly haunted hotel: The Magpie.

"Esteemed guest, welcome to The Magpie. Do you have a reservation? An appointment? Which floor, my dear?"

Background:

The Magpie is an old hotel that lies in the centre of the city and as you walked aimlessly one evening, in a spot you were sure that was once a parkette, now stands the tall ominous yet inviting building. The Magpie's facade has several historical and gilded plaques commenting on the supposed architects and construction dating back to the late 1800's. But as you are drawn in by the warm flickering hues of gaslit lamps adorning the front doors, no memory of the place or its entire existence occupies a spot in your mind.

Walking through the slick lacquered doors that brings you to the lobby you are met with a grand marble floor, ornate art hanging off of red velvet walls, and a young woman standing in front of the old-fashioned elevator with a small smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth; a suspicious key held between her slender fingers.

Florence the Bellhop

Florence is a young woman who is employed by The Magpie as the Bellhop, but has more responsibilities than just being in-charge of welcoming guests and moving personal effects for patrons. Just as the tall hotel seemingly crept into existence on the wet city street outside, something seems miss and more than meets the eye. Her ornate key appears to have some special importance and is the specialized tool to get around the gaudy building and elevator.

Step into the elevator, let her guide you, explore the hotel. You are in The Magpie's graces now.

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I'm still mainly a lurker and messing about with a lot of these ideas and going off the cuff. Experimenting and seeing how things go.