It seemed their party was in agreement with her suggestion. So they can be taught. She smiled inwardly as they began their journey to find the fisherwoman. After all, they should not be late. Fleur did not know what would happen but she did not want to find out.

Before they made much progress another dwarf appeared. The excitable dwarf man seemed to know where to go. Fleur was about to call into question why he was listening to their conversation, but what was the saying she heard humans utter before? Something about a horse's mouth and not looking to deeply into it? She didn't understand, but she was not about to turn down help. [color=d5b3df]"Thank you Haibram. I appreciate your help with our task."[/color] She intentionally did not share her name. That was on a need-to-know basis.

Fleur followed with the others, but she had to admit she hadn't expected to walk so much on her first day. A magic school shouldn't require you to travel so much when you could be learning how to wield spells or study grimoires, surely. She chose the wrong pair of boots. While fashionable (and made her legs look nice), they were not super well-built for travel. They would do, but she made a mental note to change when she was back in her space.

Jenks, the goblin, had suggested a race. She was definitely, 100%, NOT going to be doing that. [color=d5b3df]"If you intend to run off at least wait until you are sure where we are going."[/color] She wasn't going to stop them though. Let them have their fun.