Flying is good. Flying clears his head, flying is better than just stepping outside at that inexpressible benefit of "fresh air". People do not tend to bother him when he is flying.
"Yeah. She said in spoken language she's, what was it, Thuringwethil, what a name."
"And then she can explain Iobel Maiar, although it might not matter until we have super-mnemonic spellbinders."
Everyone is very optimistic about this.
It is a crazed few weeks. Technological development starts being put into place. Mitros gets his improved recall, though it's not going to bootstrap readily up to the kind of memory Elves can achieve. They roll out plans for universal education and literacy, the newcomers having thought that was a good idea, and share healing fountains with all nearby countries that aren't having wars and don't own slaves.
This wouldn't be Iobel's first choice of a thing to withhold from countries that are having wars. Can't they just bribe them to stop having wars with less essential things like electricity?
Cam is happy to churn out bribery and infrastructure and such in large quantities. Also there should be a worldleaper around somewhere, where do they want that.
"We could also put it in space if we ought to worry about vandalism or something from unhappy locals."
"Yeah. If security and not convenience is the priority we could put it lightleaping distance away and hope that none of them binary-search the planet's location."
"This does have the disadvantage that the locals can't get out on their own if they need to."
"Theoretically, not yet practically. I guess we could just wait until he manages that."
"Yeah. An unoccupied planet in this world? I can do some survey drones."