- Messages
- 85
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curved 15 ½ Inch Sturdy Black Walnut Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
With an almost inaudible pop, Jesiah appeared on the side of a winding dirt road, just on the outskirts of a rather mundane and unassuming looking farmhouse, albeit perhaps somewhat unkempt by the surrounding nature, overgrown and wild through lack of human presence in the area, or indeed most other animal life for that matter. The only evidence of recent disturbances to the land were a few minor holes burrowed out underneath the fencing, no doubt by a local family of rabbits eager to sink their teeth into the vegetation growing on the other side. Upon closer inspection, some of the crops in the field had been partially eaten, dangling limply from wooden stakes, held up only by thin coils of wire, while others were uprooted entirely. All in all, it looked quite boring. Not exactly what a person would have expected a Scitorari hideout to look like, but a criminal's lair was never quite so obvious. That would have made the auror's jobs too easy.
Pressing his hand firmly against the gate in front of him caused it to swing open with a loud creak, its metal hinges rusted from years of neglect. But Jesiah went no further than the gate, not until the arrival of the rest of his team. Sara and Samual had already done a search of the immediate area during one of their cases, and uncovered a concealed entrance to something much further underground, as well as the presence of some dark magic. Exactly what was being hidden they had yet to find out, but the situation called for some of the more experienced members of the auror department. Howell was the first to apparate to the scene, and he expected the other three to be only seconds behind. It had been some time since their last tangle with anything Scitorari related, which was frustrating for the Ministry. They had to keep their wits about them and be as careful as possible. There was no telling what or who they'd find. He just hoped it wasn't a waste of their time. They needed some sort of progress, something to prove they weren't sitting idly by while the Scitorari did as they pleased.
Pressing his hand firmly against the gate in front of him caused it to swing open with a loud creak, its metal hinges rusted from years of neglect. But Jesiah went no further than the gate, not until the arrival of the rest of his team. Sara and Samual had already done a search of the immediate area during one of their cases, and uncovered a concealed entrance to something much further underground, as well as the presence of some dark magic. Exactly what was being hidden they had yet to find out, but the situation called for some of the more experienced members of the auror department. Howell was the first to apparate to the scene, and he expected the other three to be only seconds behind. It had been some time since their last tangle with anything Scitorari related, which was frustrating for the Ministry. They had to keep their wits about them and be as careful as possible. There was no telling what or who they'd find. He just hoped it wasn't a waste of their time. They needed some sort of progress, something to prove they weren't sitting idly by while the Scitorari did as they pleased.