Deskyl in Cefax
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She floats DZ into the air, and then one guard, and then the other, and then gently returns all three to the ground.

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The guards are perhaps less alarmed than they should be. "Yeah, okay, but what color," says the guard. "I can't go tell Tse Witwex 'oh, some kind of foreign mage is here, no, I didn't get her color'."

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"Is black a color that she could be?"

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"Black mages are a thing. I think they don't do levitation. How do you not know?"

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    "Her magic is a different kind from yours here, Sir, it doesn't have a color. She can do more than one thing, too." This is punctuated by a crackle of lightning playing along Deskyl's hand and arm.

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"If she didn't get dunked in a spring it's no business of ours," says one of the guards.

"Yeah, the Temple-Guild is for the gods' magic, not for - that, whatever it is."

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Deskyl considers this for a long moment.

 

    "She might be able to fix your mages, if she has time to study them. From how their magic tears them apart."

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"...how's that?" asks one of the guards; the other makes an eloquently skeptical face.

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    "Her kind of magic is learned, and it's possible to develop new techniques. She'll need to see how your kind of magic works - except for the mages who are just sick; she says she can just heal those and they'll be fine until they do more magic."

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"I'll go get Tse Witwex," says one of the guards, and he runs off.

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Deskyl sits cross-legged on the ground and closes her eyes.

    "Most of her magic is stronger the stronger her feelings are, but for healing she needs to be calm," DZ explains.

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"How come she can't talk?"

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"She was injured by another mage, the same kind that she is. We expect her to recover, but we don't know how long it will take."

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"So that's not something that happened from her doing magic?"

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"No, sir. Her magic changes her feelings, sometimes, but it doesn't hurt her."

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"Uh-huh. And what are you?"

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"I'm a droid, sir. We're made as servants."

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"Made how, is that another magic she can do?"

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"No sir, there's no magic involved. The place we're from knows how to make a lot of things you don't have here. Deskyl might explain some of it to you; she's going to need to make something to make the thing I need instead of food."

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"You need a - thing instead of food? But you're made of metal."

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"Yes, sir. Metal can't move by itself, but if you make it the right way, you can use something to make it move. I don't know if you have a word for it."

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"I don't know either. Huh. How about that."

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DZ doesn't seem to have anything to say to that.

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The other guard comes back with an old woman in a greenmage uniform. "Hello," she says. "I'm Tse Witwex."

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"Hello, Ma'am. I'm DZ and this is Tse Deskyl; we're from very far away and her magic works very differently from yours."

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