Closed: Sylvie Moody ( @kxngdomcxme ) Location: Sylvie’s shop
It was silly, when one had magic easily accessible, to hold fast to superstition. Stubby had been told that a number of times by his own bandmates, and hade even told himself the same thing. This did not stop him from looking up a crystal shop in muggle London in order to find a pendant or piece of citrine he could have on him during his next gig.
When the family had found out Stubby was a wizard, Ruthie had begun looking into muggle ideas of magic. While the power of crystals wasn’t similar to his work with a wand, Ruthie believed them to have properties and energies that affected the world around them. When he’d had his first “professional” gig after Ilvermorny, she’d gifted him with a bit of citrine, with the sentiment that “it will help you get famous.” That was the night they were first heard by their record exec, and since then Stubby hadn’t performed with some sort of citrine on his person.
Seeing the shopkeep, he gave her a small smile. “Do you all have any citrine on hand? In simple jewelry or even lose, small enough to fit in a pocket or something?”