First Spell

[haveabiscuit]

[Forests are hardly unfamiliar to Minerva. Though this one is definitely not the last forest she saw.

These are also definitely not her clothes. She surveys her surroundings, trying to spot anything familiar. And she spots one thing.

She feels a little more herself with the familiar length of wood in her hand. She sents out a faint silvery image, but it dissipates.]

Curious.

[She's never had that method of communication fail before. Or seen her Patronus so weak.

She moves forward, not quite sure what she's looking for. But she's definitely looking for something.]

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[fellpool]

[With the village much smaller and sparsely filled than he's used to, Leon finds it easy to find himself walking close to the edge of the forest while walking around. He pauses when his feline ears catch sounds from the forest, and he blinks in surprise when he sees-- well, a New Feather. Though the term "New Feather" probably had no meaning in this time period.]

Do you need some help over there?

[haveabiscuit]

I seem to have found myself in need of directions.

[Not the easiest admission. But she has no idea where she is. She certainly doesn't remember Apparating.]

[fellpool]

[He gives a glance back at the road before stepping off of it, walking over to the forest's edge to meet the woman. She has an almost stately air around her, despite the typical New Feather garbs.]

Sure. Sure, I can show you to the-- er, clothing store.

[There wasn't an official Welcome Center, but the plaza was still the best place to direct newcomers who would need some things. Then he realizes how restrictive he's sounding.]

--Or somewhere else, if there's somewhere specific you need to go.

[haveabiscuit]

[She doesn't know enough about the situation to know if she was looking for anywhere specific yet. All she knows is she's attempting to maintain her dignity in clothing made for a much younger woman.]

The clothing store is a standard starting point, then?

[fellpool]

There really isn't a standard. [He's a bit embarrassed to be caught like this when he's used to more organization within the village, but-- he can handle this.]

Some people at the town hall can probably answer some basic questions, but you'll still end up going to the stores to get clothing and supplies.

[haveabiscuit]

I would prefer more... appropriate clothing.

[She already has her most vital supply, and a strong desire to pocket it.]

And then whatever information is available.

[fellpool]

[He nods at her reply, stepping back to hopefully lead her down the dirt road. He points over in the distance, towards the small cluster of buildings.]

We'll be heading over there. That's where the stores and the town hall are found.

[And, to save himself from further awkwardness.]

My name is Leon. Leon D.S. Geeste.

[haveabiscuit]

Minerva McGonagall.

[She nods a greeting, since handshakes are awkward when they're walking.]

Is this are heavily settled?

[fellpool]

What you see is what you get, honestly. [He frowns slightly as his gaze goes over the dirt roads that he was used to seeing lined with more houses.]

I'm not sure what you would consider heavily settled, though. I doubt there's even three hundred people in this village.

[haveabiscuit]

That would be considered a rather small village in England.

[Wizards are partial to communities of that size]

Enough to sustain itself though.