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.]

Comments

[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.