12-31-2021, 07:35 PM
Gwen Moore headed down from the castle, her trunk levitating in front of her. It wasn't easy for her to get it all the way down there but she managed to make it all the way to the tavern - only dropping it once when she lost concentration when a particularly beautiful bird flew over her head. Wanting to watch it, she'd forgotten what she'd been doing until she heard the dull 'thunk' of the trunk hitting the ground. Looking around quickly, she was grateful to see that no one should have been able to see what had happened. The last thing that needed to be going around was the Sir Gryffindor's sister was so flaky that she'd lost control of a spell because of a bird! What would his friends think of her then!
While technically, Helga was family, Gwen knew that Rowena was a bit more exacting about magic and, though she was about to become a teacher, someone that was supposed to be her peer messing up magic might not have looked so good. And Salazar, who knew what the often taciturn man thought of her but he'd agreed to Godric's suggestion that they hire Gwen to teach. The last thing she wanted was for him to think that trust was misplaced. As she didn't think any of the other teachers were in residence yet, she wasn't quite so worried about them.
Levitating the trunk once more, she continued down the path and into the village. There were a few strange looks cast in her direction. After all, a well born lady did not often go around without an escort. However, she was here on Hogwart's business. Her brother had just escorted a young lady up to the trading post to work until school started and Gwen's job was get a jump start on the girl's reading and writing lessons. Plus, Kimberly might need clothing to wear to school and would definitely need a cloak. Thus, after the lunch hour had concluded, Gwen arrived at the Tavern where Godric had arranged for the girl to work in exchange for a place to sleep and food.
Once in the door, she looked around, waiting until she saw the bartender. Explaining who she was, the man agreed to give the girl an hour or so in order to get things settled for school. Gwen gave him her sweetest smile and then headed upstairs. The barman had said he would send the girl up. Thus, Gwen and her trunk waiting in a narrow hallway for Kimberly to join her.
While technically, Helga was family, Gwen knew that Rowena was a bit more exacting about magic and, though she was about to become a teacher, someone that was supposed to be her peer messing up magic might not have looked so good. And Salazar, who knew what the often taciturn man thought of her but he'd agreed to Godric's suggestion that they hire Gwen to teach. The last thing she wanted was for him to think that trust was misplaced. As she didn't think any of the other teachers were in residence yet, she wasn't quite so worried about them.
Levitating the trunk once more, she continued down the path and into the village. There were a few strange looks cast in her direction. After all, a well born lady did not often go around without an escort. However, she was here on Hogwart's business. Her brother had just escorted a young lady up to the trading post to work until school started and Gwen's job was get a jump start on the girl's reading and writing lessons. Plus, Kimberly might need clothing to wear to school and would definitely need a cloak. Thus, after the lunch hour had concluded, Gwen arrived at the Tavern where Godric had arranged for the girl to work in exchange for a place to sleep and food.
Once in the door, she looked around, waiting until she saw the bartender. Explaining who she was, the man agreed to give the girl an hour or so in order to get things settled for school. Gwen gave him her sweetest smile and then headed upstairs. The barman had said he would send the girl up. Thus, Gwen and her trunk waiting in a narrow hallway for Kimberly to join her.
