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Miina Malina


Was… was that even a real amount of money? How could you even go about carrying it? She had only carried a tiny fraction of that before and it had been noticeable, and they obviously hadn't come in here carrying sacks and sacks of gil, so how could you even think that anybody might possibly have that much to spend? Maybe there was some special coin that only rich people had, but that didn't seem useful if you couldn't get change…

Maybe it would be quicker to jump to threatening him? Except then he'd have no reason to give the right answer and it would be trouble to come back after they were sent on a wild goose chase. So… theft was out because it would be impractical, violence was a last resort…

She could be honest, but honesty to someone like this was just going to get her swindled worse for being desperate. She needed something that convinced him and would hopefully lower the price. But they were talking about a healer, so… maybe that would do it. White magic, white magic… a light was pretty simple, she could just light her hand up like this and—

"I w-w-want to learn from her," Miina stated, lifting her hand up as evidence, "I know s-some healing, b-but practice can only t-t-take you so far."

At least, if she seemed suspicious or evasive, it wasn't any more than normal.
Tyaethe and Fiadh


"Oh? This is interesting, that's not a common monster," Tyaethe mused, looking at the reeling snake's direction, then giving a shrug—and charging at it. So what if it was a giant wooden snake? From a certain point of view, dragons were just giant snakes that had limbs.

That didn't make sense but she was sticking with it. It existed, so it could be cut. Now, this didn't mean that it would be easy—sure enough, just swinging in passing didn't do more than cut divots into the bark, and maybe get its attention in her direction, as splitting up was easy. Hmm, the head? But that would be such an obvious weakness, and giant tree monsters weren't normally biological…? Ah, if it had anything more obvious, her eyesight would be such a liability. Or she could climb it…

Still, a huge monster. This was what she was good at fighting.

Fiadh, meanwhile, had dropped further down Fionn's back and was now looking wide-eyed at the enemy, swallowing before saying… "Umm… this one might be unique. The Moonlit Queen may be unhappy with intruders barging into her home. Now, that sounds very lonely to me, I'd never have met darling, but…
"Probably."
You return to find a small fire burning within an inscribed circle, and some carefully positioned rocks to prop the full pot on. As soon as the food goes in, the elf has reached into that not-space again and pulled out a bottle of wine. At least that is a fairly normal drink, though the smooth bottle and actual label suggests it's not the cheap, watered-down leftovers that get served throughout the Waterfront. She pauses, then pulls out a second one, handing the entire bottle over. "I don't have any cups."

"Now… I am Lannessa, and as you can obviously tell, I am a mage with some experience, particularly for travelling. If you have any destination in mind, and I'm sure you do, then the first challenge is crossing Lake Rumare. How best to do that rather depends where you need to head."
I, too, am curious what this new idea is.
Miina Malina


Right… well, she couldn't think of much that she had to offer, but this man was the best lead that she had, so… she would just have to see what the cost was and if she could manage it. Or Arton, if he was interested in the answer? Maybe; the swordsman had to have come along for some reason. Maybe he was just super invested in their finding another healer.

And if she didn't have whatever this fatty was asking for, then she would just have to… go and get it. Maybe even from him, if it was generic enough; that way if it was too extortionate, nobody would really suffer. This one could stand to suffer a bit more, even, he might be able to fit onto his chair properly then.

"I w-want to know w-w-where I can find Soriel." Did that sound confident? She hoped it sounded confident, the obvious aside. And she was even looking in the right direction! Mostly. This was much easier than a casual conversation.
Tyaethe


"If we can't come to a deal with this Moonlit Queen, and the Duke wasn't so stupid as to sign his wits over… well, maybe the Goddesses might be willing to intercede," Tyaethe added. Of course, if the Duke had been so stupid… in that case, there would be nobody to blame but himself, and honestly maybe it was for the better if the heir inherited a little early. Duke or not, he wasn't worth that much of a fuss if it was entirely self-inflicted.




Tyaethe stepped back from where she had been engaging in a staring contest with the nearest tree—seeing faces where there weren't… that could be a sign of something magical. Or, it could just be because her eyesight was terrible and she was misinterpreting what she could see. It seemed, in this case, that it was the former. And wasn't that fun?

"Well, I guess we couldn't get to an unseelie fae realm without finding its watchdogs," she said brightly, sword in hand. This might be fun.
The elf continues to stare at you for a second, then sighs and... did she just reshape the ground into something resembling a bench? It was barely a gesture with the staff, but the loamy soil had risen up and hardened, giving her somewhere to sit down.

"Sit. I have supplies, and I'll be coming with you on your journey," she states, holding up a hand to forestall your objection as her other rummages around... in the air? A minute later she pulls out a pot, then some jerky, and then even some vegetables. "I have business with whoever wears the Amulet, and the roads are always safer when travelling together."

"Get some water from the lake and I'll get a fire going," she says, "We can introduce ourselves while this cooks, and plan the journey. Magical transport is out, not in these conditions."
Miina Malina


Oh no.

Now she was entirely representative of the group's magical abilities, and one of the most important people in the entire country was going to be accompanying them—maybe she could just pretend to be a terrible swordsman? That'd avoid causing any incidents with her lack of talent or depth, right?

… could she even do that and help pass this trial? That sounded very… difficult. Not just because it was a trial, obviously, but because the mention of waves and Leviathan put her in mind of the fighting they'd just done with Valheim. Hopefully, nobody would start drowning in a way they'd need to cut the ocean open again; she wasn't sure if that sort of rescue was replicable.

"Unfair h-how, though? Is a h-healer really that important to it…?" She still couldn't keep the first thought from coming through her head. Oh, there were plenty of other things white magic could be used for, but that seemed like the biggest one that could constitute an 'unfair advantage', as it stood out as the only thing that wasn't easily replicable.

Fujiwara no Mokou


"If you want to do something like that… you'd need to ask the taoists. Or maybe the ones that made Gensokyo. Or the Lunarians? But the taoists would be easier to get," Mokou answered, shrugging. She didn't know how these things worked beyond… well, Gensokyo was sealed off, the taoist mausoleum couldn't physically exist where it was, and whatever vague knowledge about the lunar capital trying to kill Kaguya brought.

That nobody was at home didn't particularly seem to stop the immortal, who just went straight up to the door and tried to go in. What's the worst that could happen?
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