[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9F6D88]Fleur La Mallificum[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/0f58161262c5a5fd9a36a3bfda0e5089/tumblr_onc46vdSIu1tebpzgo1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=9F6D88][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Witch Coven House -> The Barge[/center][hr]

Fleur ignored the hunger she detected from Malekith. Today's events were too important to be caught up in trivial matters. On any other day she would explore that avenue further, but today had to be free from distractions. Both Nera and Malekith brought up fair ideas. [color=9F6D88]"Yes, I believe a [b]Call[/b] spell shall do nicely in case something occurs. As for names, Esren Carlan sounds hideous, but it will have to do."[/color]

She swept over them. They all looked presentable and delicious. The castle would have no idea what hit them. [color=9F6D88]"As we depart, remember who we are. We are witches and warlock. Powerful. Strong. Feared. Let us show the world what true power looks like."[/color] With those final words said, she opened the door and made her way to the barge.

It was not the most glamorous of travel means, but it would get them to their destination in time. Fleur would ignore the looks from the locals in the port. She had little time to spend on them. Her mind raced with ideas on what today's festivities would be. Who would she see? What would she do? The choices were almost endless.

She stepped on board the barge and waited to get things moving. Hopefully the others were just as exxcited as she was.