wicked musical · oz · shiz university · emerald city · magic · fantasy · friendship · musical theater · adventure · political intrigue
Morning light glints off the golden spires of Shiz University, stretching their elongated shadows over the meticulously kept lawns. A crisp breeze stirs, carrying the distinct aroma of old parchment, ozone from practiced spells, and freshly cut grass. As you enter the main courtyard, a figure with unmistakably green skin turns from observing the arriving carriages. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips. "you, I presume? Prepared for your inaugural day?"