"That trio of trade agreements, having my own try at the working memory necklaces, and trying to follow along with the electrical engineers far enough that their infrastructure requests don't sound like gibberish. I suppose I should allocate a couple hours a day to writing sad songs about my evil alt, I hear that's what all the cool kids are doing, but I could definitely squeeze a few more things onto the table. You?"

"Spell pooling chart, that frustrating university accreditation board, the textbook people, the spirit animal census. Throw me some people and I'll manage it, start locally, learn from there."

"Done."

"Thanks."

He throws her some people. They're very qualified people. Finankar gets a better flight spell working and once he's tested its duration soars out over the water to tell the Elves the bad news that working memory boosts will not make their children into gods, not just yet. Mitros adds his 'don't execute the evil alt, you don't really have a very good reason' to the pile of opinions on the topic. The trade agreements get hammered out. Hundreds of people learn the immortality hex.

Fannar draws up a spell pooling chart and an attempt at familiar rescuing. His attempt at familiar rescuing does not click, just like Iobel's.

Her spell pooler clicks. Unfortunately, it, itself, costs a spell from everyone who wants to pool; and it turns out that the size after six is six squared. The pooling has enough duration that casting it right before midnight at least allows six people to fit the next size up instead of requiring an extra two to compensate for the slots lost to the pooling.

The things they drew up in fits of optimism mostly don't fit in a squared hex either.

Fannar finds this infuriating and starts furiously researching what seems to make things a spell or a hex or a squared hex or - well, they rule a country, they can get thirty-six spellbinders in a room if that might make some of these things charge -

...the indestructibility will charge as a cubed hex!

Oooohh!!!! ....Fannar was imitating the daeva version and daeva don't have children, he should probably add some contingencies before Iobel makes herself indestructible if she and Mitros might someday want heirs -

It'd be nice to keep the option open.

They can't find thirty-six spellbinders willing to assemble at midnight and give up their spells for the day that readily but once a nicely modified version has clicked they can make themselves indestructible, make their familiars indestructible, make the whole royal family indestructible over the course of a few months, and send out word to the alts. Fannar's back at work trying to revise another chart into cubed-hex power levels but Mitros throws a party.

Ooh, a party. Are they inviting their alts or are too many people who shouldn't get a close look at the powerful patrons of the Marlese rulers going to be about?

"Invited the alts. Well, our alts, not everybody's alts, Makarial has something of a rivalry with his - the Elves are winning, with singing it really does give you an edge, being an Elf - and Telars hooked up with his last time which is fine and hit on mine which is not."

"...my incest taboo has no idea what to do with alts and their relatives, honestly."

"In principle I have no objection in actual fact here I go having an objection. We can invite the Tyelcormos if you want, they are exceptionally pretty. All the Elf Nistars are enamored of our Nistar's girlfriend and had looked for alts to no avail until they found one who was a Dwarf on evil Arda and now they've got no idea what to do with that."

"I will survive without Tyelcormos to look at. I thought the Evil Arda Dwarves seemed okay to at least casual inspection? Are they not after all?"

"Nah, they're okay, just I think Elves' aesthetic sensibilities would generally preclude going after Dwarves and 'hi, a human version of me and a human version of you get on splendidly' is an awkward intro and the planet's in a partial quarantine and its Dwarves are very very deeply unimpressed with Elves. So they're getting around to saying hi to her at Elf pace, by which time she will probably be dead."

"Well, by which time maybe Loki's all purpose resurrection spell will be done..."

"All respect to Loki her magic system is even more Elf-paced than Elves."

"Yeah. She does get the spells working eventually, though, and Dwarves live a while..."

"And have an afterlife, though I don't think we know how to hop to it. Maybe the Elf Nistars will petition Aulë.

Maybe she'll find some nice Dwarf and settle down. 

....also I'm not sure 'she' is right, Dwarves don't do genders apparently."

"- wait, even in Elentári and Evil Arda, we don't know how to get there? Not a priority of Loki's or something? And what pronouns do they do?"

"Apparently when Loki explained the concept to Elentári's Dwarves they agreed it was sensible to all use 'he' pronouns because they have beards and do not wish to deal with sexism. I think Space Dwarves might use neuter pronouns. And Loki might know how to get to Elentári's, not sure, depends whether it's in the same dimension probably - it was important to know that they had one, less urgent to go and visit it."

"Right, makes sense."

"Anyhow, everyone's invited, one person can get to be indestructible at midnight, I've wheedled and bribed so I have that many spellbinders most of the subsequent few weeks, they can all drop in and get it eventually..."