James
After what felt like an hour or five after landing, Minuit was still wandering the lonely forest. The narrowly avoided forest fire she nearly caused due to her reckless waving around of magic most certainly wasn't going to be repeated, so all she saw fit to do right now was walk.

It was around this time that she began figuring she should head back to her ship and leave this world, but something caught her attention. Something in the air, something passing over her skin, she could sense it. It felt familiar, the invisible scentless scent.

Min turned and began walking between trees she hadn't passed yet, she was going to find out what exactly it was that she sensed.
Ernie
The person cloaked in white walked through the forest. He looked every which way, but he was obviously lost. Even with his figure hidden, the signs of agitation were pretty obvious to tell.

"Ugh, I swear it was here somewhere. I really don't want to search every in—"

Ash he was pacing back and forth, his foot caught behind his on the length of his cloak causing him to stumble forward and taste those dead forest leaves. He laid there for an awkward amount of time before pushing himself up to his knees.

"Ugh, this blows. God Daaaa... Huh?"

Turning his head, he could swear he heard the sounds of twigs and branches snapping. It appeared someone was approaching, but who?
James
Wow okay this guy sucks', was the thought that popped into Min's head as she broke through the tree line. She made no attempts to hide herself but did her best to appear nonthreatening as she stepped into clear view.

She looked down at the kneeling man with half lidded eyes and spoke with a neutral tone.

*"Just passing through. You uh, doing alright?"*
Ernie
It took him a moment to process the other person before he remembered that he was still in the dirt. Quickly standing up, the white cloaked may gave a mock salute at being addressed.

"Aha, I'm perfectly alright. Just a small stumble into—ah no, there's dirt all over me! This is so tough to clean. What terrible luck!"

He dusted himself off in frustration until he once again remembered that he wasn't alone.

"Uh, heh, I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
James
Min let a small smile creep across her lips as the strange man lamented his misfortune. She responded with a silent raise of her brow when he proclaimed himself to be fine and dandy.

Seeing no reason as to why she shouldn't, Minuit snapped her fingers and cast a weakened `Dark Aero`. Darkness-tinged wind would blow around the cloaked man, it left him unharmed but took care of the dirt that had been clinging to him.

With that, Minuit turned on her heel and began walking off. She saw no reason to push at this man's business.
Ernie
He quickly put up his arms to defend himself when he watched the other person cast magic. It was very unprompted and unexpected, that he would have never guessed that he was in danger of being assaulted.

Sure enough, he was right. He was safe by all meanings of the word. Most of the dirt was removed by the dark winds, though it still needed a wash. Regardless, he was not harmed and his instinct to summon his weapon quickly diminished.

He was glad his journey here did not include him burying a body in the woods... Yet.

He called out the young lady to both give thanks and inquire something, "Hey dark magic girl, thanks for that! You wouldn't happen to know where the holiday trees are would you?!"
James
A wild question such as that is not one someone could simply ignore, and as such Min turned back around. The befuddled expression she wore was the most emotion she had shown thus far.

*"Holiday.. Trees?"*
Ernie
"Uh..."

Damn. It seemed that he made a mistake. She seemed like an off-worlder, so he was sure that she was aware of the nature of this place. She was wandering the woods and not in any of the towns specifically. 

A miscalculation.

"Ah, yeah. This is a world of holidays and the like. So there should be small doors that lead into the other holiday locations."

Better to walk the conversation into his favor. What a goof up.

"Yeah, I could find them, then I could find the door to St. Patrick's Day. You won't find gold at the end of a rainbow, but if you find a leprechaun then there is gold around for sure!"

An obvious sounding get rich scheme, but he was not sure how that sounded to the other person in the area. He deflated a little at his delivery of the value of these trees. 

"Or at least that's what the rumors say..."