This is a city, if your standards for "city" don't require skyscrapers, electricity, or plumbing. She's landed on a side street; to her left, the crosswise thoroughfare has people hollering about their things for sale, people hurrying on foot and poking along on horseback to get here and there, storefronts and apartments in two and three story structures. The street she's standing on is quieter, houses and less customer-facing businesses, though it has its share of spillover traffic; she has not yet been noticed, by that fellow leading a goat or that woman with a basket of laundry or that family all holding hands so as not to lose each other. It's a cool day, a little misty.
"Going slower might help, she says, to give them more time to get used to it and change the habits."
"She's not going to leave until she's taken care of everyone; it will slow her down a little, but not very much."
"Yes sir. I'll ask Tse Witwex about rearranging the priority list."
Deskyl continues on the list, skipping bluemages altogether for now.
Wow, yeah, yikes.
Well. Deskyl gets to work.
He starts improving almost immediately, in little ways.
Deskyl makes a pained face and a quickly-aborted reaching gesture before signing to DZ, who signs back rather than translating; they seem to be having a bit of an argument about something.
DZ wins, fairly quickly.
"She could show him what she's doing if she bonded with him, but it would be a terrible idea, ma'am."
"She won't, ma'am. She wouldn't have done it without asking, and she wouldn't have asked if she couldn't protect him from being dwindled by it."
"How much have you been told about what Xaari Deskyl has been doing?"
"Yes, ma'am," she nods, "I meant more generally than that. Deskyl is a different sort of mage, from a different world; her magic is much more flexible than the sort you get here, and she's been working on the problem of dwindling for several months now. No mage in this half of the Temple-Guild will be dwindled by using magic while she's here."
Deskyl has gone back to meditating; DZ nods again. "I don't know very much about that, Ma'am, but even if it was safe in general I'm not sure it'd be safe with her - her magic affects her personality; I'm not sure how a redmage would react to that."
"Yes ma'am. She'll do what she can for him."
He continues improving, not quickly but steadily.