Kanimir is, as he often is, sitting in his library enjoying a book on magic and pondering theoretical innovation. He has an idea; he writes it down. It probably won't pan out, most of them don't, but it might.
There is a faint hollering sound from overhead. It gets suddenly louder as the skylight irises open like a science-fictional door and two people drop through it, one a human and one an oddly glowing and shadowed person with a sort of wing-outline she seems to be using to slow their fall. They collapse on his carpet.
--This is surprising. For a variety of reasons. He rises and walks over to peer at them, murmuring under his breath.
The human looks at him warily. She's squeezing glowyshadowperson's hand. She says something in a very foreign language.
Hmm.
He murmurs something else under his breath, and then says, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"The skylight is of relatively minor consequence; it can be repaired easily. What is Penumbra and why are the two of you here?"
"Exploring for a purpose or for the pure joy of the frontier? What are the characteristics of a Penumbra?"
"Yes, obviously. Am I mistaken in assuming she is inherently magical in some way? She certainly seems to be."
"She is inherently magical in a way I am not currently familiar with, and I am familiar with a great many kinds of magic."
"Elementals have a lot of one or two elements of magic and mage humans have some of three or more."