Ah, Shiz. City of knowledge, city of culture, second only to the Emerald City itself in grandeur and repute in all of Oz. Here, deep thought and laughter flourish side by side, for all--though rumors have begun to be whispered about certain plans by the Wizard.

It is early afternoon, and the square is as busy as ever, crowds rushing through the wide cobbled streets. Throngs of people, Animals and even a few tiktok beings hurry about. On all sides of this, high Bluestone Revival buildings glint slightly in the sunlight from windows set into their mansard roofs, and the center is dominated by a single carved pedestal, now empty of statuary.

It is a perfectly ordinary day in the city. Large things invariably begin small.