A young woman with short blonde hair walks in, stops, and looks around in surprise. She is wearing worn baggy trousers, a slightly stained linen shirt, boots, and a swordbelt from which hang a sword and a silver dagger.
"By the Lord of Hell's black hairy balls! Since when did Brin Toraedic have a room that looked like this(OOC: This Jill is from
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"What, pray tell, is dweomer? This word I have not heard in any language known to me."
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"I take it you are not here from any perceived lack in your own magical education, from what you have said to others."
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From what little has been said, this potions stuff sounds very much like some of what Nevyn has been teaching her. Ian had just started her thinking about how to continue her studies here at Hogwarts, and now someone's talking about herblore. If that's not an omen, she doesn't know what is.
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She blinks and shakes her head. "Miss? That's not my...oh, right, that title thing Darcy was talking about." She gives a rueful smile. "I'm sorry, I've been getting so wrapped up talking with people that I keep forgetting to introduce myself. I'm Jill. Well, Gilyan, but I never go by that."
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"Gilyan, called Jill," Stephen repeated. "I too have been remiss in the matter of introductions. I am Dr Maturin." What other names he went by would not be a topic for discussion.
"Your studies make you a plausible candidate for Ravenclaw, but I think you must be a Gryffindor, Miss Jill, and that is what I shall term you. Welcome to Hogwarts."
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