Return to sender. Please.

[wind_on_my_face]

Sure, flight is faster and more generally applicable, but being right next to the ground and going this fast is its own thing to be enjoyed.



Some object darker than the expanse of salt catches Thanjen's eye.

It's worth removing obstacles, whether they're lost things, litter, or natural. He slows down and turns back to get a closer look at it.

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[wind_on_my_face]

"Thank you. And what's your — for that matter, what is this organization?“

[norbird]

"This is the University," she says. "Technically the Manafall Institute of Knowledge, but everyone just calls it 'the University'."

[wind_on_my_face]

“And the Manafall, I'm going to guess, is that big blue column that would be impossible where I'm from?”

[norbird]

"Yes. The country is named after it."

[wind_on_my_face]

He doesn't think of anything to more to ask immediately.


“Perhaps we could see whoever to talk to about accident relief, and get that started?”

[norbird]

"Yes, that's a good idea. Thanks for the spell, Skytouch."

"Anytime," says the fae.

And off through the hallways.

[wind_on_my_face]

There sure are a lot of hallways here. And all these stone walls.