Newest Campaign
The Gryffindor 5th year sat close to the fire. She still felt rather chilly, but was too damn stubborn to go back to her dorm room to grab a sweater. She gently moved the feather of her quill back and forth across her cheek in concentration. She read over the letter. It was one of complaint to the Ministry of Education, for shutting down the project that was being set up in the Congo. Her father, and sister Nina had been starting an education program for under-privlegded wizards. Teaching them simplistic spells and potions for every day life.
Deciding the letter, was indeed finished, she signed her name at the bottom and folded it up carefully. Holding a stick of red wax near the flames till the wick caught, she then dripped the wax onto the paper and blew out the small flame. Pushing down the brass seal of her family, with a K interwoven to personalize it. She sat contentedly in the chair. She would send the letter out first thing in the morning, as it was nearing midnight. Keda looked around the empty common-room wondering if everyone was, in fact sleeping.
Deciding the letter, was indeed finished, she signed her name at the bottom and folded it up carefully. Holding a stick of red wax near the flames till the wick caught, she then dripped the wax onto the paper and blew out the small flame. Pushing down the brass seal of her family, with a K interwoven to personalize it. She sat contentedly in the chair. She would send the letter out first thing in the morning, as it was nearing midnight. Keda looked around the empty common-room wondering if everyone was, in fact sleeping.