witchcraft and sorcery

[witchwatcher]

For a brief moment, in a certain part of fairyland there is a tear that leads to the cold sky above a snow-covered hilly forest somewhere in the mortal world.

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[imeanforever]

Promise has done some scouting and foraging and is now munching on nuts and berries while excavating herself a cave.

[witchwatcher]

And Copycat is invisibly reading something. She hears Scatter approach. "Hey, how'd your sketching go?"

"Turns out it's pretty hard to draw while you're invisible. I think it's about time for us to go home, I'm getting tired."

[imeanforever]

"When should I expect you back?"

[witchwatcher]

"Ten to twelve hours?"

"Sounds about right."

"Should I leave the bullets here or just bring 'em back tomorrow?"

[imeanforever]

"You can leave them if you want but I won't have them transmuted in that time. I'm going to be pretty occupied getting this place livable."

[witchwatcher]

"I'll just bring 'em back tomorrow then. Bye."

Poof. They're gone.

[imeanforever]

Promise uses the intervening time to:

a) make enough cave to lie down in without too much of a draft or opportunity for unwanted intruders;

b) plant one of her berries and make a more convenient bush take hold on the riverbank;

c) have a good long cry;

d) sleep.

She is still asleep when the Witches come back.

[witchwatcher]

In that case the Witches don't bother her. They're not invisible, but Copycat can be... Attention-deflecting, while she explores a bit. And Scatter can just stay out of the way and draw.

[imeanforever]

Promise wakes up, eventually.

"Hi."

[witchwatcher]

Scatter is sitting next to a tree on the edge of the little clearing. "Hi. Copycat's... That way somewhere. Exploring. One of her spells makes her difficult to notice."

She has about a dozen sketches of various bits of fairyland. The crystal hill, a colorful river, some kinds of plants, and one that looks like one of Promise's wings attached to a generic undetailed body.

"Say, do you know any particularly interesting landmarks? I want to see more of Fairyland."

[imeanforever]

"If you're going to teleport to them, sure." Promise looks sort of unsettled by the drawing of her wing, but doesn't comment on them.

[witchwatcher]

"Yeah, that's the idea. I can do two or three round trips of just myself and my stuff without using a worrying amount of mana. I love new places, and there's only so much new stuff on Terra."

[imeanforever]

Promise shrugs and describes the Crystal Reach.

[witchwatcher]

Scatter jumps onto her flying thing. "Back in an hour!" Poof.

Meanwhile, Copycat is flying around too, absorbing the fairyland ambiance. It's really quite relaxing, in an otherworldly way. The whole place has a sort of background noise of magic that's not really copyable, but still interesting.

She drops the unnoticability after a while - mana is a finite if renewable resource. She's obvious enough while she's flying around that the fairy Scatter found yesterday will probably notice her.

[alicornucopia]

That fairy approaches her curiously.

[witchwatcher]

She notices. "Hi. Don't mind me, I'm just exploring."

Let's see if this fairy tries to feed her something, or get her name. It's not that Gren doesn't believe Promise, but independent verification is always nice.

[alicornucopia]

"Exploring?" asks the fairy. "What are you looking for?"

[witchwatcher]

"Fairyland is interesting. I'm just seeing the sights."

[alicornucopia]

"Have you been here long?"

[witchwatcher]

Shrug. "A couple days. I've got to go home soon. Things to do, you know." She slows and hovers briefly. "What's your kind called?"

[alicornucopia]

"I'm a glorious brown," says the, apparently, glorious brown. "I'm Luck, what's your name?"

[witchwatcher]

"Call me Copycat. Nice to meet you, Luck."

[alicornucopia]

"Are you here by yourself?"

[witchwatcher]

"Yeah, I guess. Scatter went off on her own, somewhere. Hey, I just noticed, how come you know English? Come to think of it, the other one did too..."

[alicornucopia]

"...Speak English?" blinks Luck.