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.
She shrugs. "I a little Cefaxi."
"Like that, a little."
And off they go.
Once they're out of the city, Deskyl stops to meditate: how far is the next settlement in this direction?
So, not a day trip, then, at least at a normal human walking pace. She could do it anyway, but showing up at a strange mages' compound with no intel isn't that great of an idea actually.
They go back into the city and hang around getting DZ some more vocabulary, heading vaguely toward that one mage Deskyl sensed and keeping an eye out for a library as they go.
Even being careful not to annoy the shopkeeper, the bookstore helps tremendously with DZ's vocabulary.
Deskyl looms nearby as DZ approaches the mage's apparent attendant. "Excuse me, sir, can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Sorry, sir." DZ backs off. Deskyl, meanwhile, is openly sizing the mage up.
Well of course he's not, he has no idea what a Sith can do.
She doesn't start anything, though. She and DZ take a different route back out of the city, still hoping for a library.
Can she loiter in this one long enough to get through a dictionary?
That doesn't bode well for them having invented dictionaries. Regular books are less efficient, but she can read one or two real quick, anyway.
They complete their trek back out of the city in time to find a reasonable campsite before nightfall, and the next morning Deskyl checks on the mage again.
Same kind, or different?
They'll go check it out, and look for anything that might be pressed into service to make electronics on the way.
DZ knocks on the door.