Weird in a box house

[Gliding smoothly over the pathway she shielded herself from the soft rain that was falling, the ends of her clothing rustling lightly as they moved against the stone. There was some form of magic here, and she was looking for some very specific magic]

Let us just pray that this journey will not be fruitless.

[Elegantly she raised her hand at the door and gestured towards it, hearing the resounding knocks ring through the building]