For a house rumored to be owned by an ancient, all powerful wizard, the place sure seemed abandoned.
At least that was Elise's professional assessment of the property. She had heard the legends as a child, but those that new her well knew fear was not in her vocabulary. She had been a child, and now a young woman, driven by curiosity and adventure, and this strange house sparked nothing but curiosity within her. Dressed in a black skirt, white leggings and white blouse, her chin length, fiery red hair swaying in the breeze, Elise debated how to make her entrance. She believed the Ancient Magus to be little more than superstitious nonsense, but as she also believed, most superstitious started somewhat founded in fact. Whatever was in here, Elise was ready to make a quick escape from it.
Elise drops from the tree branch she had been hiding out in, slowly making her way to the house, more specifically the window. The very locked window.
Not that that is a huge issue.
With a slight smug grin, Elise puts her hand on the window, her hand glowing a slight purple as she heard metal lock on the other side of the window wither away. She was no magic expert, but practical magics such as this were child's play. Taking pleasure in just how easy entering was, Elise opens the window, vaults inside, and slowly shuts the window behind her.