Who: Anybody who might accidentally wander there on their way to the house! When: When people are arriving Where: The Mill
Felix had never seen a water mill in person before. All of his experience lay with pictures, or movies, or cartoons, and it always seemed like the wheel itself was some massive, churning thing that kicked water around like a drunk asshole with a redheaded stepchild. The wheel attached to this building was....smaller than he'd ever expected, probably not all that much taller than he was, but he wasn't really feeling curious enough to trudge through the pile of nature's debris that had accumulated around it to find out. The building itself looked sturdy enough, and was quaint in a totally-creepy-Grimm's-fairytale sort of way. He liked it. Kind of. Though, it was supposed to be moving, wasn't it?
"This isn't the marker, but it's close," he called out, his steps slowing only to inspect the building as they neared, then glancing around for the door. Probably on the other side from the looks of it. Rather than try to walk around, he headed for the nearest window so he could look in. He cupped his hand around his eyes as he practically pressed his face against the glass, squinting until he could make out shapes in the dark. "Bedroom. Not as nice as the ones we're used to, but it's not falling apart or anything. Wanna check it out while we're here?"