Brave the Chilly Tarn

You shake your head. You take off your shoes and pitch them onto the shore beside your luggage. With no fear of catching chill from wet clothes, you leave everything else on. Laughing at the two Minervals on the shore, who are holding their cloaks tight against the cool afternoon, you leap off the boat and into the water.

SPLASH!

In the shock of the chill, you paddle to the surface. There's a peculiar soggy sliding sensation against your skin. When you raise your hands, you realize your arms and shoulders are bare. As you tread water, you see the shreds of your traveling clothes swirl away into the lake and dissolve.

You scream in outrage. "What!"

"Ah, ha ha ha ha ha!" the Minerval girls laugh.

"Come on, back to shore!" the short blonde one says.

Now that your clothes were gone, the chill of the lake really starts to bite. You could feel your skin prickling with goose flesh and your nipples stiffening. You had swum in cold mountain lakes many times with no discomfort. But this cold bit!

"This is really COLD!" you protest.

"WE KNOW!" they called back. "WE'VE BEEN THERE!"

You settle into a rapid swimming stroke and cover the short distance to the shore. Shivering, you stand up, naked and dripping, white with cold and bumpy with goose flesh, your red hair and pubic bush dark and sodden with water. Your knees and shoulders shake with shivering.

"You did really well," the blonde girl says.

Her taller companion nods. "Really well. You don't even look miserable, hardly." She points her wand and commands the boat to come in to shore and tie itself up.

"What am I going to do now?" you protest. The shivering was helping, but you still feel COLD. As well as naked and exposed before these two. From the looks in their eyes, they were starting to appraise your physical charms in their fully revealed state.

"Come on, we'll take you up to the kitchen," the blonde one says. "You can sit by the fire and get warm and dry, and you can have a nice big mug of ginger tea." She lays a proprietary hand on your naked hip.

Your teeth chatter, but you try to maintain as much composure as you can.

"Pity she's going to be in Leontes," the tall black-haired one says.

"How did you know?" you ask.

"Upperclass students know everything," the blonde one says.

"Especially Minervals," her taller companion says. "I bet you'd like it in Minerval. Transfer next term." She clears her throat. "Your name's Golondrina."

You feel a creepy shudder go up your spine. "How did...?"

"I'm Morgan," the tall dark-haired one says. She nods to her companion. "This is Fay. We're third-years."

"Come along to the kitchen with us," Fay says. "We promise, we'll get you to your House. Eventually. Morgan, take her bag."

Morgan reaches out for your luggage.

At least you still have dry shoes.

Your options:

• Go along with them, naked and dripping. Narrate a scene in the kitchen. Next move, get help finding House Leontes by rolling an ENCOUNTER with them or a Boarbristle staff member or student. Or roll an ENCOUNTER with Morgan and Fay to ask for something else. Or roll +DILIGENCE(+0) to find it without help as below.
• Ask Morgan and Fay to take you somewhere other than the kitchen, or help you another way. Roll +CUNNING(+1) to have an ENCOUNTER with them, and on a success, they'll help get you there or agree to another wish.
• Refuse their help and go to House Leontes. Roll +DILIGENCE(+0) as a Custom Move to remember and apply the details she's learned about Boarbristle. On a 10+, nobody notices. On a 7-9, someone from another House notices and makes fun of you in public. On a Miss, get lost and GET OUT OF TROUBLE.
• Refuse their help and shiver until dry, then put on a change of clothes and try something else.
• Suggest another move.