A misplaced goddess

[the_fires_deep]

Tisvetaia sends one of her manifested forms to go investigating a town that's just skirting the definition of 'near' to her domain. She's heard something about a sickness in the area, she'd like to see if there's any stock to that claim, and if there is, how best to act upon this. They're not her people, but they are people. They matter, even if they don't worship her.

And then the ground ceases to be under her.

She notes, with an air of calm, that this manifestation is plummeting out of the sky. Well. Can't turn the body into a bird at a rate that will actually save it. Can't spontaneously grow wings at a speed that will be at all helpful to not splattering all over the ground in a messy fashion. She sighs. At this distance it's not guaranteed to splatter her all over the ground in a messy fashion. That's something.

The goddess's manifestation hits the ground with a crunch and a distinct lack of pain. She could feel pain, if she wanted to, but she declines. So instead she sits back up immediately with an annoyed huff, and gets to checking her body for injuries. Her leg is broken badly enough that a bit of lava oozes out, singing the grass below her. She has other injuries, but they're minor and less debilitating than the leg.

"Well, damn," she says, in a tone that sounds like she forgot her keys. "That's annoying."

One Curious Kobold

[lurkingkobold]

It's winter, and all is well with the tribe. Their new magic, an ability to make portals from one place to another, which was found by one of their members during the early-summer trip to meet with the other tribes in the area, let them both build up a decadent food stockpile and move to a much deeper part of the cave system without the worry of being unable to find their way back out. No-one has had to go hungry, and even the fiercest ice storm doesn't reach them; they are as content as kobolds can be.

Well, aside from their new mage, that is. She's bored, and curious. Making portals to known places is straightforward enough, with the magic she found, but that's far from the limit of what it can do... so one day, she slips away, portals off to a different cave system - one can't be too careful, after all - and experiments.

Temperature roughly the same... gravity roughly the same... air the same, not into stone or underwater or in a volcano or on top of a mountain... but, instead of patterning it after a place she knows, what happens if she only specifies those things, and lets the innate patterns of the spot she's casting on do the rest? Particularly this one part, which seems to specify the world...

She finishes the spell, and hesitates for just a moment before activating it.