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.

Comments

[small_magics]

[I can go wherever you can appropriately receive me.]

[pythbox]

[Just a minute, then.]

A minute passes.

[Okay, you can come see me now.]

[small_magics]

Port.

[pythbox]

Liselen is quite alone, in the middle of a forest, with a herd of unicorns just barely in earshot to the north.

[small_magics]

"I See you. And would hear your advice on some of my ideas for improving Thilanushinyel, now that I am quite recovered from my previous breakage."

[pythbox]

"Ooh," says Liselen. "My advice, or the Wild Magic's?"

[small_magics]

"I am on the lookout for anything the latter may have to say, but your personal advice could also be relevant. Particularly - you were present on the one and only occasion I have met the King of the Elves. Some of the things I wish to do will be of scope sufficient to - warrant his attention."

[pythbox]

"I could call him a clod again," Liselen says brightly, swishing his tail. "'Cause it worked so well the first time."

[small_magics]

"I am hoping he will not behave in a cloddish manner again."

[pythbox]

"Yeah," he sighs, "me too. Okay. I'm with you there." He brightens a little. "Especially since I can actually have a conversation with him without feeling like my blood is made of ants!"

[small_magics]

"You invariably come up with such colorful metaphors to describe that sensation."

[pythbox]

"Might as well get something good out of it, right?"

[small_magics]

Isibel chuckles. "Magania also advised that I be on alert for notifications from the Wild Magic on the subject of popularizing the immortality research I recovered when I and my beloved defeated the most recent essay of the Darkness."

[pythbox]

"Got it," says Liselen. "Nothing yet!"

[small_magics]

"Please do be advised that you can brainphone me at any time should something urgent be revealed to you."

[pythbox]

He swishes his tail and dips his head. "Of course!"

[small_magics]

"Magania will be speaking to the king on my behalf, first - if there are constraints on your schedule it would be good to learn them now."

[pythbox]

"Nah," he says, tossing his head. "Hey, can I have one of that nifty teleporting power?"

[small_magics]

"...Yes. But please be aware that I must be careful with the magic that does that kind of thing; I have a limited supply. My beloveds have been trapped in another world."

[pythbox]

"Aww, I'm sorry to hear that!" he says. "I bet it'll be more convenient for me to follow you around helping you with stuff if I can teleport, though."

[small_magics]

"Yes. And some other things I can do with enchantment, and other things still with elfmagery - but teleportation in particular draws from my limited supply of coins." She makes the wish. "You can do it now, regardless."

[pythbox]

"Thanks!" says Liselen, and he prances closer and leans his shoulder against her side.

[small_magics]

Isibel pets his mane.

[pythbox]

He makes a happy whuffly sort of noise and shoulder-leans her again.

[small_magics]

"I do not know much of what unicorns in general do in their spare time, let alone you, but admit to some curiosity as to what you do when you are not communicating with me on behalf of the Wild Magic."