Re: James and Gil
She accepted his arm as graciously as it was offered, placing her pale hand on the black sleeve. Gil was used to gentlemen who behaved as seemingly-immculately as their clothes appeared to be. Nodding, she smiled.
"We shall," Gil agreed with a human purr in her tone. She moved forward with James, going beyond the amazing gate of dragon bones. Dragon bones! That was amazing, no matter how she thought about the situation.
"How do you suppose this works?" she asked, amused at herself since she was the one experienced with magic and not him. Still, Gil didn't know much about Enchantia's magic any more than she did about how those other witches and warlocks -- no, they called themselves wizards -- performed theirs.
Only a heartbeat or two after she asked, she noticed the fog was swirling, seeming to grow darker at the same time it seemed to be forming into something else.