where shall i begin?

[small_magics]

Isibel is without her loves, her mints, her enchannels.

She does have a coin stash. A reasonably large one, in her beloved's shifting geode colors, and a few in the higher denominations imported from Rainbow; she can make small ones herself. And she is still linked to her beloveds - she can still access Ansharil's magic, is still a functional elfmage.

And unlike any other Bell cast adrift without her convenient masochist(s), Isibel can enchant alone. It's the simplest application of hyperfocus: contemplate her spell and wake up again with it complete. Channeling through oneself leaves no lingering discomfort after the initial burst, and she can fail entirely to attend to that initial burst.

And -

She is reasonably well recovered from her earlier breakage.

It seems to her that it is time to do some... Belling, although she has not yet decided how to start.

She teleports from her folded-in-on-itself enchanted village to the town in which Magania resides, and there she looks for the other elf, who has given such good counsel in the past and already knows of the features of Bells.

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[small_magics]

"Yes. And you will not even have to become seasick to do so."

Teleport!

[pythbox]

Liselen prances around when they reach their destination.

"Teleporting is the beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeest," he crows.

[small_magics]

"It is among my favorite uses of magic," agrees Isibel. She shows him into the tiny village. "It takes up less than one square mile, but it contains more than it would seem by that logic."

[pythbox]

"Nifty," says Liselen. He investigates the village.

[small_magics]

It is spatially inconsistent in the most convenient possible way, and the buildings are elvishly subtle.

[pythbox]

"It's beautiful!" says Liselen. "I love it!"

[small_magics]

"Thank you. It is what I made to generate my enchantress's aura."

[pythbox]

He swishes his tail. "What's yours do?"

[small_magics]

"The same things all auras do, and -" She releases it; it's a cloud of elveniness, wrapping her up in the perfection-grace-and-loftiness that elves have relative to others, but a step above her fellow elves. "And it protects my mind, too late but perhaps usefully in the future."

[pythbox]

Liselen giggles.

"I wonder what'd happen if you wore that out around the King."

[small_magics]

"I do not know. It seems like it would either improve or worsen matters, but I cannot readily predict which."

[pythbox]

"Me neither," he says with a swish of his tail. "Maybe better not, then."

[small_magics]

"Unless things go so badly that worsening the situation would be meaningless."

[pythbox]

Liselen snorts. "Yeah, that."

[small_magics]

"I hope it does not come to that, but I do not feel easy about it, when the last occasion on which I spoke to him nearly went so awry."

[pythbox]

Swish. "I think it'll be better this time."

[small_magics]

"Perhaps I could share your confidence if I knew why you thought so."

[pythbox]

"No demons," he says succinctly.

[small_magics]

"I suppose that would be a mitigating factor, yes. It is fortunate that it was only I who found my beloved in the lake, and not someone else."

[pythbox]

"Yeah," says Liselen. "It really was."

[small_magics]

"I wonder what Glass would have to say about that. I wish I had found out when she was accessible. Perhaps Jane will return soon," sighs Isibel.

[pythbox]

"What Glass would have said about what? The Wild Magic did it," says Liselen. "I mean, I don't know that completely for sure, it didn't tell me or anything, but - the Wild Magic did it."

[small_magics]

"...Glass has the ability to see templates, like that which I have in common with other Bells, and things related to them. She might have been able to explain why or how the connection between Bell and Joker templates ensured that I and not another would find my beloved. I do not understand what you mean about the Wild Magic having done it."

[pythbox]

"Well, the Wild Magic knew you were going to have to save the world together, right, that's why it sent for me to tell you so," he says. "So the Wild Magic probably made sure you'd meet each other, too."

[small_magics]

"Not only that I found him, but also that no one else found him for ten thousand years, is necessary for what you describe."