Evys gently walked through the flurry of snow, heading slowly across to the dark oak doors in front of her. Shivering slightly, she brought her robe closer to her side before gently moving her hand, causing violet sparks to spurt forth from her feet, branching out and forming a perfect circle ending at her head. The flames melted the snow coming near her, evaporated the water that dribbled out of them. Yet she remained unharmed, perfectly warm. She walked slightly faster now, clutching her staff tightly. Approaching the steps, she waved her hand once more, and the violet flames burst out, vanishing in mid air before touching anything.
She walked up the wood, her bare feet touching the cold wood, drawing out a small hiss. Slowly edging forwards, she grasped the ornate door knob tightly, twisting it and pushing forward. She glanced around the room, looking at a mahogany table, taking up the room. Many chairs sat spaced evenly apart, all around the table. Candles dimly lit the room, casting an ominous glow on her surroundings. In a quiet, hoarse whisper, she uttered a simple sentence to the ones she knew were listening, the ones that were there, yet not quite there. The spirits of the elements that guided her here. Her eyes lit up gently.
"I have arrived."
Silently padding over to an empty spot, as far away from the others as she could. Adjusting her robes and her hair to sit behind her ears, she looked up, silently waiting for someone to speak up.