It's... possible that Kaylo should not stay up all night and skip all his meals and cut all his classes to work on a spell and then try to cast it right then.

He does think it's a testament to his brilliance that the mistake he made did not kill him and instead he just confused the focus and subject components of the diagram horribly, but he's still... wherever he is.

Also exhausted.

He shifts to natural form so he'll feel slightly less exposed sleeping outdoors, then flops to the ground and does exactly that.

His sleep is not disturbed, overnight or into the morning. It does, however, do a fair amount of disturbing. It disturbs:

The 10-year-old son of the nearest farmer

His father

The rest of their family

Their fastest horse

The town watch of Aknesi

The mayor of Aknesi

The sheriff of Aknesi

The local stablemaster with the best horses

And the one courier currently in town.

It will probably disturb everyone else in Aknesi and the government of the nearest city (Helerion) by the end of tomorrow. For now, however, the sheriff and his deputy are carefully approaching on horseback. (The farming family has fled. Their neighbors are being evacuated.)

Kaylo wakes up after about ten hours. He shifts down, in case there's a summon that can only work if he's small enough to fit in a normal sized circle.

Nada.

He sits on the ground to consider his predicament. Is he desperate enough to song his aunt? No. Can he... remember Keo's song? ...no, you're really not supposed to need Keo's song, this is the only situation in which that might be called for. Heck.

The sheriff observes this and turns to his deputy.

"Dragons shapeshift?"

"Probably, it's in enough stories. Could be an illusion, but out here that would be unlikely and anything that can do that casually can still probably overpower us easily."

"Appeasement it is. You hang back."

The older of the two men edges his horse forward.

"Hello! Sir Dragon? What can we do for you?"

"Oh. Uh. Hi. Am I in the way? This was an accident, I'll be happy to go home but can't do that myself for technical reasons."

"We'd be happy to help you however you can, but anything a dragon can't manage is probably beyond our capacities. We could ask the city's experts?"

"I mostly just need to wait and then somebody on my end will fix it. If you've got interworld magic here I guess that could cause someone to notice I'm missing sooner."

"I may be misunderstanding you, sir, but from what I learned in church school mortals can only go inward, and dragons can travel either way freely."

"If you have dragons here they're probably different from me."

"I'm...getting that sense, yes."

"Your color of dragon here is known for insatiable hunger and for enjoying destruction and slaughter for their own sake."

"Uh, no. My color of dragon likes fire but not in the arson way just in the fire is neat way. I am actually hungry but that is because I skipped breakfast lunch and dinner yesterday, which you will note is a normal number of meals."

"...would one of those meals be more along the lines of 'several cows' or 'a mutton sandwich'?"

"Second thing. If you're having a famine or something I can get by with an orange, if I turn into a bird."

"No, the farms here are having good years by and large. Also I doubt we have oranges, those can't stand our winters.

If you can come back to town with me I'll be happy to get you a good meal. But if you turn back into your - natural? - form you'll terrify everyone. Can you ride?"

"No, I don't even know how to ride the animals we have back home."

"Well, if it wouldn't offend your dignity, you could ride behind me. Or you could stay in the farmhouse here; you seem friendly to me,"

His eyes flick back to his deputy. Sam nods.

"but I doubt the family will be back within a week, whatever I tell them, so it's no trouble.

Oh, I should introduce myself. Artur Pendrack, sheriff of Aknesi Township."

"Kaylobesayn, wizard, charmed I'm sure. If they want to... lend out their house while they're on vacation? - then I can crash there, it shouldn't be too much longer before someone gets ahold of me. I guess it might take almost a week allowing for slower spell dev time of people who are not me but Aar Camlenn can probably come up with an interworld home reset soon as they know what went wrong."

"When we see a twenty-foot red dragon we assume destruction, slaughter, etc., and you gave their son quite a shock this morning, so they're pretty well terrified. If I tell them you'll be gone in a fortnight and won't eat any of their livestock, they'll be ecstatic just as soon as they believe me. But they won't, even with me ordained by the Nostrians."

The deputy calls out from behind him "Nostrians can't lie! He won't know that, Artur."

"Oh, of course, he's from very far away. Yes, if I deliberately lie to someone I'll be shunned by the priesthood and lose the magic Nostris gives me."

"How exciting. I'm not gonna hurt anybody, I just like a layer of scales between me and the elements if I have to sleep outdoors. Is twenty feet big for a dragon here?"

"Not enormous, but adult size. A couple centuries old, give or take. And dragons are exempt from the normal limits on power, so a native dragon your size could fight the whole country's army and probably win."

"I'm a pacifist! And an adolescent!"

"I mostly just mention so you understand why the farmers were terrified. That's what they thought fell asleep next to their pasture."

"Do I even look that much like a native dragon?"