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🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

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Faye Masterson, Josephine Clarke, and Faith Masters

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Location: DttS In-Between, DttS In-Between, Evelina's Cave -> Plains Between River and Cave
Skills: Lore (Occult), Etiquette, Persuasion, Seduction, N/A

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DttS In-Between: Faye knew the danger of the situation and Miss Clarke did not strike her as dumb, so surely, she must as well. Was it bravery on the woman’s part or was she really looking for a good time from someone in a culture’s version of hell? Faye could not be sure, but as the situation stood, she lost ties with those she came with and now only had Miss Clarke, a woman and a man in period garb who spoke much like the time period they dressed from. If it were any other time, she would question that, but seeing as how they were all brought here via a haze, was it so crazy to think people from other times could be here too?

She didn’t trust them. Not yet, but she knew she could not do this alone. She walked over to the William and Elizaveta and spoke in a whisper to them. ”I do not trust this man, but he seems our only way forward. I don’t like leaving Miss Clarke alone in his clutches, but I cannot make you follow. He desires payment and from my research that either means alcohol or tobacco or souls. I fear thus far it is the latter he is aiming for.” She turned her attention back on the Baron.

”I believe you were promised alcohol or tobacco but they seem to have vanished. I am sure once we find our companions again they will be happy to provide you with that payment. Until then, we would really need a guide.”

Roll Request

Character name: Faye Masterson
Characters current location: DttS In-Between
Characters attempted actions: Faye is going to scour her thoughts and based on her research to see if she can connect if there is some way to please this Baron without resorting to losing a soul.
Any and all skills being used: Lore (Occult)
Why each skill is being called: This falls into occult territory maybe, so hopefully she read up more on the Baron.
Desired location: Same as above

DttS In-Between: Josephine felt the snake worm its way around her. Snakes reminded her of the Bible, Adam and Eve with the devil turning into a snake to tempt them to eat from the tree to damn all of humanity. Now granted, she didn’t believe in God so much, but she did believe in the corruption of human beings. The Baron seemed pleased with her and Jo knew she was walking head first into danger. She wasn’t stupid. Far from it. She was a woman who knew what her skills were and how to use them. She didn’t intend to give up anything without being all right with it.

Still, to see the others jump to her defense made her glad. ”Really now, I am all right. I would very much like to get out of here though. This doesn’t set the right mood. Perhaps you know somewhere else we could go? Obviously we have no clue where to start making our way around here.” She peppered her words with as much heat as she could muster. She wasn’t sure if this man or being or whoever could do the job, but he seemed for it.

”However, I do not like the thought of leaving my friends alone. I’ve grown so fond of them, you see. I’d very much like to find them before any fun is to be had.”

Roll Request

Character name: Josephine Clarke
Characters current location: DttS In-Between
Characters attempted actions: Jo is going to do what Jo does best and that is flirt her way out of this situation. Using her skills to get the Baron to help them without resorting to actually doing anything.
Any and all skills being used: Etiquette, Persuasion, Seduction
Why each skill is being called: Etiquette because she wants to be respectful, should this being call for that. Persuasion and Seduction combined to use her feminine charm to get the Baron to go along with her plan.
Desired location: Same as above

The In-Between: Plains Between River and Cave: Faith ignored the ramblings of the madman. She felt he was a lost cause to help them, but Gil seemed intent on questioning him. Whatever for was beyond her grasp and she had already lost faith (ha irony) in Gil’s ability to lead. She had been burned by the only person she felt capable of knowing her and helping her, so what choice did she have? And Gil talked down to her like she was a child and she was, quite frankly, sick of it.

”In case it wasn’t obvious, we are no longer at our cozy little home. As far as I am concerned, we are no longer Paradox and Emendator. We are on equal footing, so put your condescending nature away. I will not be talked to like a toddler. I came here to find Eve. I found her and she did not wish to be found.” Faith crossed her arms but listened as Andromeda spoke.

If this Justice woman was The Dice, then perhaps Eve spoke the truth. ”Eve said she was here for a long time. When I came here, I woke up underwater, under the ice over there. Eve broke me out and we came to the cave. If this Justice was her, perhaps she has been here a long time. In which case, she does need help whether she agrees to that or not. We need to press onward anyway. Eve warned that there was someone here that would not be happy to see us all here.” Faith grabbed her back of weapons, just in case.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood - Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Despite the many voices surrounding her, which at one point would have driven her up a wall in frustration, she found herself enjoying it because these people didn't piss her off. "Would have made more sense for me at the Hecate table, or even Hades, but we can't pick our parents right?" She was still confused at how she could possibly have Aphrodite as a mother but wasn't adolescence the time for rebellion anyway?

"I wear the shirt ironically until I can get my hands on some scissors. I intend to "punkify" it as soon as possible. Any help would be appreciated," she informed Aster. He was her "man on the inside" as it were. If she wanted to maintain her persona, she would have to find ways to go about it.

Before she could continue, a horn sounded. She looked around and noticed others standing up or what looked to be preparing for something. "I take it that isn't a good horn?"

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrewss

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Location: The Baxter Building - New York(Outfit)
Skills: N/A

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Allison had kept quiet, mulling over the news. She was and continued to be on the side of returning things to what they once were. The fact they could exist in this world still but just alter it so everyone remembered, did not sit well with her. Could they so easily adjust and have things go back to "normal"? She doubted it very much. There were many people, not including themselves, who benefitted from this reality. They would not easily back down. Which meant more fighting, possibly more death, and that was something she would not stand behind.

And then there's the fact they could go back to the other reality. What stopped Scarlet Witch from doing it all over again? They would need safety measures in place to ensure she didn't. Perhaps having Pietro talk to her would help. She seemed eager to have him alongside her, would it be too bold to offer her a place among them? She'd have to earn it, of course.

She squeezed Oshea's hand. She had grown tired over the day's events and she was a bit sore still. "Yes, thank you. Sleep would be appreciated." She trusted Carolina and Antoinette, but would they ensure the other reality was fully recognized. "After I rest a bit, I could be of use too in remembering the other reality. I have remembered it for a while now, possibly the longest. I could use my powers too to advance it if desired."

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Human Resistance HQ
Skills: N/A

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Tinley still felt the stones could be useful. Maybe not in their hands, sure, but having them made sure no one else who could use them for further harm. And that was a bonus in her book. "Then I'd like to go with the Lousiana team. I've had about enough of New York." She waited to see how the others would divvy themselves up.

Her mind raced to the others. Those not present that she knew. What were they up to? Were their existences erased or altered even further? The fact she had been put in this position pissed her off more. Had Wanda been in front of her she would have done something not so nice. Changing reality was a bold move. Whatever her reasons were, and Tinley figured they were not well-intentioned, she had shaped them going forward. If they managed to return things to normal, would it all be the same?

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: West Side Red Guard Base
Skills: Telekinesis

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Ana fought off the urge to cut ties and run. Which went against every fiber of her being, but she knew her chances of survival went up if she had others there. Either to help or to soak in potential bullets, as Jack so eagerly had done. And now he was weakened, providing little aid in their escape. Ana knew what she had to do if they had any hope of leaving. Jack would need medical attention quickly and it wasn't like they could stroll into the nearest hospital.

Ana called upon her telekinetic gifts and closed Jack's wound to the best of her ability. It would prevent further bleeding, but he would need it patched up and lots of rest and fluids. "There. I've closed his wound but I won't be able to hold it for long. We need to get him out of here and soon. He needs attention now." She would stay alongside Jack to help keep the wound from progressing, but she would not have the energy to hold it for very long.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Mutant Underground - Washington D.C.
Skills N/A

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Leighton had barely slept that night. These compounding factors ran through her head. All of the events leading to this point and to think, just a few days ago she was worried about cheerleading. Now, she was working alongside mutants to hopefully stop whatever was coming for them, be it Purifiers or the Hellfire Club. Irony had a heavy hand, it seemed. She could have seen the humor in it had things not been so dower.

On the one hand, Erg was dead. He had been her saving grace, even if he did not intend to be. She could have easily been pushed back, left alone, told to leave and go back to the surface to most likely find herself in custody, or worse. He didn't though. He offered her a place, some training, and an in with the Underground. And now he was gone.

On the other hand, Max had gone through a lot. Well, the lot of them did, but Max seemed the worse out of all of them. The boy clearly wanted to help. Wanted to belong and she could sympathize. She knows inside that he did not intend to kill those officers. It was an accident, but the media wanted to paint it like an attack. To think she used to believe those messages before. The two of them had talked to figure things out. She was on his side. She didn't know if the group intended to kick him to the curb and feed him to the wolves, but she would have backed him. She wanted to stay to see if she could help find justice for Erg, but she also did not mind leaving to do things on her own terms. He seemed to agree.

So for now, she stayed. She sat, listening to Veil come up with plans. She wanted to join the team going to the basement, but she did not know if she had earned the right yet. So she kept quiet. Others did the talking for her anyway.

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Hellfire HQ - Penthouse
Skills N/A

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Ana awoke that morning feeling rejuvenated. Wolverine's blood had done wonders for her system. She had healed nicely from yesterday's injuries and she was ready to tackle the day's mission. She got dressed, all black today, and went out to find breakfast. She expected it would be provided for her and she was not disappointed to see the reach of the Hellfire Club extended to ensuring the best.

She wondered if the two men would join her. She didn't know what to make of them just yet. They had uses, sure. And she would need someone on her side if the mission was to go well. But what if it did not? She would not feel bad cutting them loose and running should things get hairy. She watched the news too. She knew mutants were now public enemy #1. She did not fear it for she knew she could easily sway anyone who came at her to be on her side. Or vice versa. Really, messing with people was such fun. And the spread was just delicious.

She hoped for an easy time but prepared for the worst. It was important to keep all matters of possibility at hand. That was how a leader thought.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: Hand-to-Hand Combat, Baton Combat

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Tinley clenched her fists as the situation got more out of hand. Cassandra was a robot, whether or not she was on their side remained to be seen. Was the real Cass in there still, just beyond reach? Tinley didn't know as Cass pleaded with her. If Cass so much as stepped the wrong way, Tinley would take her down. It wasn't the Cass she knew and cared for. Not anymore.

But Ultron was the bigger threat. With his wife now dead, it was a matter of taking him down. And he had the figurative balls to call her out as his future wife. "I would sooner marry Goose fuck face." She watched as Scarlet Witch and the Hulk geared up for battle as the Ultron bots swarmed down. It was a fight now.

Tinley knew her target. She sprinted forward as the bots came around. She kicked, punched, and flung at least 5 of them before she got to Ultron. She jumped, kicking Ultron in the head before she unleashed a torrent of punches at his machine bits. She didn't stop, even as he tried to retaliate. She got some hits too, sure, but she wasn't through. She beat until her fists turned red from her own blood. She wasn't about to stop. She reared back for a big hit, seeing the badly damaged bot.

Until she felt something cold and metallic through her body. She felt herself get lifted up. She looked down to see Ultron had impaled her through his arm. She coughed, blood spurts coming out. She began to feel cold. She gripped his arm in a vain attempt to pull herself off, but it was no go.

So she did what she had to. Be a badass. She took her remaining baton, stared at him, and said, "By the way, for the marriage proposal. I don't!" And she drove it into Ultron's eye.

He dropped her and Tinley crumpled to the ground. She saw the edges of her vision grow darker, but she took satisfaction she hurt Ultron. Even if he didn't die, he saw humanity at its fullest potential and not taking any of his bullshit.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Palace (Present) -> Room 847 - The Ramblings
Skills: Bardic Magyk

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Myth worked alongside the woman, Mona, to transport them to Tate and Sylvi. She began to sing, no such specific song but just in general, as Mona "wooshed" them forward. They were quickly whisked to their destination. Myth was happy to see how quickly they had gotten there, but she was not so happy to see a corpse on the ground beside her.

She looked around, fearful she would see Tate's corpse also, but he was alive and well. So was Sylvi, though if she was honest her main priority was Tate. "Tate, I am glad you are ok. What happened here? Did this person attack you?" Myth had recalled what happened when she first saw Tate and Sylvi. The images still in her mind, so she could put two and two together, but she hoped Tate would trust her enough to be honest with her.

She was wary of Sylvi and didn't know Mona too well, so this whole situation could have been better.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch Coven House -> ???
Skills: N/A

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Fleur noted that the type of Magyk used to create this was beyond anything she or her witches could do, as well as ExtraOrdinary Wizards. And if what she thought and Violent said was true, this was before Fleur and her coven were there. "I do not like that. If this was here before our stay and during, it left us open. I'm curious who and why then. Hopefully, answers lie through." She followed Violet through to the snowy plains.

She watched Violet perform her twig trick, only to see it burst into flames. "Probably not meant to happen then." Their exit had vanished, but she wasn't too concerned. She could get back. "I want to find out why we are here and where here is exactly. I don't like how easy my old home was accessed. It should have been protected and warded from intrusion. So someone here had created it. Whether or not they still remain is another question. Do you wish to accompany me or would you like to go back?"

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Serval Industries - Training Room
Skills: N/A

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Bella stepped off to the side to watch the two women work. She took this seriously because she knew that in a combat situation she would have to rely on them to have her back. Provided, of course, they never double-crossed her. She'd take them down if they did, but it would be a somber moment. She had already seen Sapphire fight. The girl excelled in using her powers, but all it would take was someone draining them from her or putting her in a heated environment for things to go down. She may be a competent fighter beyond that, but that remained to be seen.

The other woman, Bobbi, she hadn't known too well. From her small interactions with her, she seemed headstrong. A force to be reckoned with, provided she put what she had to good use. She watched as Bobbi tried to pull something out of a portal, her power. What appeared was a comical, squeaky hammer. Bella assumed that was not intentional, but it was still comical to see her chuck it at Sapphire's head. Bobbi got into her own head too easily. Too quick to anger. She might have better luck if she wasn't so concerned. She'd address that later.

For now, she was eager to see how Sapphire would react to the hammer throw.

🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

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Faye Masterson, Josephine Clarke, and Faith Masters

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Location: DttS In-Between, DttS In-Between, Evelina's Cave -> Plains Between River and Cave
Skills: Lore (Occult), Etiquette, Persuasion, Seduction, N/A

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DttS In-Between: Faye was a bit hurt at Richard’s words. It was that kind of thinking that continued the troubles that plagued the world. After all, thus far these people have proven themselves to be made of sturdy stuff, if they were standing here, in a literal hell, and were not freaking out. ”Richard, if you have any hope of surviving this, you need to let go of some of that and rely on other people. You know I have your back, but we might not be together always.”

Josephine, meanwhile, was enjoying herself. She was used to being in dangerous situations with men, and it had never stopped her before. Could it be foolish? Perhaps. But she didn’t have many skills that could pertain to their situation so she had to make do with what she had. ”Darling, don’t tease me like that. I’ve heard that promise before and have been disappointed. Surely you won’t let me down, right?” She could feel the Baron pulling her closer. The snake gave her pause, but it wasn’t a deal-breaker.

Before either of them could continue to comment, the Baron seemed to know more as, after his comment, things shifted.

***** Snapping *****

Faye noted a few of their members just vanished in front of her eyes. She scanned around her. ”Richard? Where did he go? What happened to them?” she directed her question to the Baron as he seemed to have the answers to their predicament. They were joined by two people she did not recognize. Their appearance seemed old though. They were dressed from before her time if she had to wager a guess. She didn’t like that implication. It meant there might be more people around, other than the group she was just in, experiencing this phenomenon. Faye had been gradually aware of what the Baron really wanted. He either wanted the alcohol or tobacco promised, he wanted their souls, or he was welcoming them to their death. Any of those options seemed bad. ”My name is Faye Masterson. I do not believe this is witchery, but either way, this is the Baron and I would very much like it if you would release Miss Clarke please.”

Josephine, meanwhile, had taken note of the disappearance. While some of the others she didn’t mind not having around, she didn’t feel comfortable not having Nancy to aid her. To top it off, they had two individuals who were in desperate need of a makeover. ”Oh, hello darlings! Josephine Clarke. This is my friend the Baron. Seems he wants to make a deal with us for aid in what has been described as a possible hell, but I don’t know, seems kind of lovely to be considered hell. What say you, Baron, your tobacco and alcohol seemed to have disappeared, but maybe you know where they went and what happened? I would be ever so grateful for your help.” She ignored the other woman’s plea. She could handle herself and she would not be handing over anything she did not wish to.

Evenlina's Cave -> Plains Between River and Cave: Faith had checked out of the conversation. If she wanted to turn into some Emo Queen, that was her prerogative. That was not the woman she knew and cared about. It seemed the time she spent here, wherever here was, had changed her. ”I don’t know what happened here. But you’ve changed. If I learned anything you lot taught me, it was that you need other people. You can’t do it alone.” She slowly followed Eve, but the woman was quick. She did what she had to? That was bullshit. Eve stepped behind a rock and out of view, so Faith ran forward and around. But Eve was no longer there. She didn’t hear her voice. ”Eve? Really? Oh, real cute. Abandoning me again.”

***** Snapping *****

Before she knew it though, she heard a voice. She turned to face a man she had not seen before. He was talking very animatedly. Faith backed up a few steps. ”Umm, ok dude. You’re not crazy. Mind telling me how you got here then?” And if that wasn’t bad enough, she heard other voices. Gilbert appeared as did Andromeda. While she was happy to see Andromeda, Gilbert was another story. She traded one useless Emendator for another. ”Oh New York was lovely. Had a grand time before the haze took it over. Learned about the Kin though, so that’s cool. As for Eve, she was just here. Decided she didn’t need help so this journey of mine was all for naught and now she has vanished and left me here, again, with no idea where the hell HERE is. I don’t suppose you two have any idea?”

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood - Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Mona had originally paid little mind to the clique that sat at her table. They were stereotypical preps. You'd think they would have an ounce of uniqueness to them to prove what everyone thought of Aphrodite, herself included. It was nice to see she wasn't wrong about her initial assumptions. So when Arthur sat down, she stared at Annabelle, "Something amusing to you? Say it out loud and to my face if you feel up to it. Mess with them, mess with me. And I don't play on the frilly side of our parent's powers. I will mess you up. Hear me?"

Once the threat was given, she turned back to Arthur and now Theresa, who had joined them. "Well, could be better. Woulda thought there would be some camaraderie amongst my siblings, but apparently not. These American Eagle clones seriously piss me off. Why couldn't I have been the daughter of Hades? Or Zeus? Or someone else? I'm nothing like Aphrodite, and I'm proud of it."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Palace (Present)
Skills: N/A

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Myth shook her head in disappointment as Bruce ran off to his sister. She applauded his sense of justice and being there for his family, but Tate was his family too. She would handle things and let him do what he needed to. Plus, the sooner she sorted this mess out, the sooner she could go back home and be with her son.

She turned as the woman from before spoke. She didn't know what to make of the woman, but if she was offering aid, who was Myth to refuse? "Since my husband seems to want to take care of things already in motion that won't happen for three years instead of the here and now, I would love help. I need to go see someone I care about and his girlfriend. I have some Illusion Magyk that might be able to help if you can use anything you have also, we can get there quickly."

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch Coven House
Skills: N/A

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Fleur felt a sense of warmth inside of her as she heard the words. She trusted them too. She stood up and made her way back to Violent. However, the girl seemed to sense something Fleur did not. Curious, she followed her down the steps. She started to warn the girl about the creaks and how likely it was to fall (she had seen many a witch do so) but she traversed it with ease. Fleur followed until they were downstairs.

Fleur noticed the sigils in blood. That was something she would check on, for sure. However, Violet seemed distracted by the wall. Before Fleur could say much more, Violet stuck her hand through and pulled it back, revealing snow. Fleur walked up to the wall. She didn't set that spell. So who did? "It is Magyk all right. I would hazard a guess it is a portal. Whoever set it up, I do not know. It seems my work here isn't quite done then. If someone is using my old grounds for something, I need to see who and why." Fleur would check the wall herself, to see if she could walk through too.