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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.
Deskyl in Cefax
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"Okay so she's a mage, and a different mage made you to be her attendant?"
"Okay. Huh. Well, southeast someplace is the closest Temple-Guild."
Heading vaguely southeast, they get a lot of stares but not a lot of interference as the city thins out, then dissipates around them into farmland.
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Once they're out of the city, Deskyl stops to meditate: how far is the next settlement in this direction?
There's a village about twelve miles south, and south-southeast three times as far there's another, smaller village with more of those weird people in it.
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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.
There is not an obvious library anywhere, but there is a bookstore.
The mage is wearing grey robes with a gold sash and a gold circlet sort of ornament, and sticking close to a well-dressed fellow who is shopping.
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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?"
The goldmage steps between the rich guy and the approaching people. "Back off," he says. The rich guy glances in their direction, eyes lingering on DZ, before he goes back to what he's doing.
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"Sorry, sir." DZ backs off. Deskyl, meanwhile, is openly sizing the mage up.
The mage doesn't look like much but he's not scared of her at all.
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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.
No libraries. There is a second, much smaller and shabbier bookstore.
Proprietor over there is petting the shop cat and doesn't care. The books are all hand-scribed.
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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.
That mage is no longer in town, but there's another one, indoors.
Different kind.
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They'll go check it out, and look for anything that might be pressed into service to make electronics on the way.
There's worked metal in various forms, horseshoes and coins and such, and even wire in a few decorative applications.
The new mage is inside of a house with a non-mage in the same room, and a few other non-mages scattered around the house.