Welcome to Charming, where swirling petticoats, the language of flowers, and old-fashioned duels are only the beginning of what is lying underneath…
After a magical attempt on her life in 1877, Queen Victoria launched a crusade against magic that, while tidied up by the Ministry of Magic, saw the Wizarding community exiled to Hogsmeade, previously little more than a crossroad near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the years that have passed since, Hogsmeade has suffered plagues, fires, and Victorian hypocrisy but is still standing firm.
Thethe year is now 1895. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
With the same account, complete eight different threads where your character interacts with eight different usergroups. At least one must be a non-human, and one a student.
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Braces, or suspenders, were almost universally worn due to the high cut of men's trousers. Belts did not become common until the 1920s. — MJ
It was unusual to have new residents in the Glen, and one of Enid's younger sisters had let her know about the new Magizoologist. This one was interesting in that she didn't seem to be here for the dragons, and while Enid loved the Glen, she did not understand why anyone else would move there.
It took her a few more days to meet the woman herself, and when she did, it was because she walked past Davenport while Enid was on her way home from the Smoke & Scale. "Hello!" Enid said brightly, with a wave — in a place like Avalon Glen, she did not mind introducing herself to people without having much pretense to. "I think you met my sister Isolde the other day — welcome to the Glen, Mrs. Davenport."
Along with the biting and impending winter came the new residents - or rather, the current residents. She was the new one, wasn’t she? If there was one thing she knew about smaller towns it was that curiosity ran rampant when there was an unfamiliar face. It made her apprehensive, more for Marigold than herself, but nonetheless she kept a smile on her face when meeting the locals and offering her veterinary services. It turned out a lot of people required at least a little aid here and there. She had yet to determine if the look on their faces when she opened her mouth was amusing or getting real old real quick.
Avery had been hurrying to meet Marigold and one of the local neighbors’ when she heard someone call out to her. Blinking out of her thoughts, she looked up, searching around for the source of the voice. “Oh yes, Miss Glynn,” She smiled, returning the wave. The Glynn family was quite large with the brothers dominating the sisters in numbers. While a charming sounding family, that also meant Avery’s guess was likely to be off. “I’m so sorry, she mentioned Gwyn, Enid and Morgan. I’d only be embarrassin’ myself if I tried to guess. What’s your name Miss Glynn?”
Enid smiled at Mrs. Davenport's question. "I'm Enid," she said, "Morgan and Isolde are twins, and our youngest sister is Nimue." There were lots of Glynn siblings running around the Glen — and Enid did not want to overwhelm Mrs. Davenport by talking about the boys if Isolde had managed not to bring them up already.
"Are you liking it here so far?" Enid asked. She hoped the answer was yes — Avalon Glen was an isolated place to move to if you didn't like it.
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Last modified: January 4, 2024 – 4:26 AM by Avery Davenport.
Enid. Morgan. Isolde. Nimue. Where on earth had these names come from—? Wales clearly, and Avery was going to have a helluva time making sure to catch up and pronounce the names correctly. “Enid Glynn, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Avery gave her an apologetic smile in return, nodding her head. “Thank you for the kind welcome too. I’m likin’ it here so far.” Avery glanced up at the sky as if something might fly over. “I’ve never worked with dragons before, but I’ve heard it’s quite an exciting time.”
Turning her regard back to Miss Glynn, she continued: “Everyone is so lovely, of course. I’ve visited my fair share of towns and it’s very charming. Have you lived here all your life?”
Enid cracked a smile. "Exciting is a good word for it," she replied. If she wanted to realize her dream of being the designated Creature Healer for the Glen, then she was going to have to convince people that she wasn't desperately afraid of the dragons. Perhaps she ought to talk to Gwyn about it.
"All my life," she echoed brightly, "Except when I was at Hogwarts. You're American?" The dragons attracted some foreigners, but Gwyn was still certain that she had never met an American before.
Avery regarded Miss Glynn with renewed interest. She’d lived here all her life with dragons! Shit, that sounded terrifying as well as exciting. She’d worked around more exotic creatures but not in the concentration that the Glen housed. It was an immense amount of information to process and put to use within a short amount of time, and Avery found herself falling asleep at the table with books on dragons and dragon care for the past few weeks. Even her dreams had been invaded by the beasts too.
She had questions about the magical school she’d heard so much about, but when the conversation turned to her, she put her curiosity to the side. “Yes, ma’am,” She said with a joking wink. “I wonder how you figured that out! M’family’s from the South specifically, but I’ve done some traveling in my days.”
Enid beamed. "Travel seems so interesting," she said. Especially for a member of the working class — although she supposed that as a magizoologist, Miss Davenport had more cause to travel than Enid herself did. "What led you to come here?" she asked. Avalon Glen was, after all, definitionally in the middle of nowhere.
She’d been prepared for this question, having had the entirety of her traveling days at sea to think of something, and still she delivered it with reluctance clutching at her chest. “My husband passed away a few years ago. There wasn’t much left for Marigold and I back in the States, so I reached out to a few contacts I had here.” Beau had been the perfect one to contact, it turned out. “After I sent a few letters, I decided it was time for a bit of a shake up.” She cast her eyes about the environment with an amused smile pressing her lips together. “I may have gotten more than I bargained for.”
She hadn't had much left, and her husband had died — Enid nodded sympathetically. She didn't understand what it felt like to be so distant to your family that you drifted all the way to Wales — something really dire would have to happen for Enid to leave Avalon Glen.
She knew she didn't know what it was like to have the freedom of travel, either.
"But the Glen," Enid said — she knew she was being a little persistent, but she was curious. (Some of her sisters would have been much ruder about it, so Enid thought she could get away with pressing Miss Davenport.) "How did you pick the Glen?"
Avery sighed. It was an innocent enough question, but instead she only quirked an eyebrow at her. “Darlin’, you’re gonna have to at least buy me a drink and then some before I even begin to tell you the answer to that question.” She replied with a wry grin. It’s not much more information she told anyone else either. Wasn’t Great Britain supposed to be a bit more…repressed, and less nosy than people back home? They certainly were when they visited her and the girls, at least. But there was such thing as too many questions, and it appeared that Avery had found her limit.
Enid flushed. She felt guilty; it felt like an obvious question to her, but Mrs. Davenport didn't want to answer it, at least not right away. "Oh, another time," she said, "I really ought to head home." Isolde would have kept pushing things, but Enid was a different person — she would allow her neighbor an out if she wanted one.
“Another time, certainly.” Not for a while, but the girl didn’t need to know that. Avery glanced at the sky; it was hard to tell the time given how cloudy it was here but it was likely time for her to go pick up Marigold anyways. “Pleasure chattin’ with you though Miss Enid Glynn.” She gave her a customary nod. “I hope you have a good rest of your day.”
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