It is nighttime, but the Lands Between are never dark. Even with sun's light, the world is lit by the Erdtree, the stars, and the moons - her mother's Full Moon, her aunt's Twins, and the Dark Moon that is her own.
Ranni stands on western edge of Moonlight Altar, from where she can see all of the moons. She sits alone, in contemplation. Silently, she asks questions of her moon, and her mother's, though they never answer directly.
"Well, I've never heard of them, so they maybe haven't made it to the Imperium. Or I guess the Emperor banned them and they're not getting very far with the evangelism but I'm leaning that they do not go to the Imperium."
"It is quite possible. It isn't known how many lands across the fog there are, we only learn of them when a pilgrim driven by the church's words comes seeking this place."
"I believe you are unique in that. Though perhaps I have never heard of others like you."
"I am not sure. The pilgrims would go to the church, but that is less applicable in your situation. Though they'll still help you if you ask, but I doubt they'll be able to get you home. You can go the capital, and ask audience with the Queen. You can come with me to the Caria Manor, and be our guest."
"I would be glad to have you as a guest. I found this conversation pleasant in its novelty."
That makes one of them! "There's more where that came from. Uh, I guess eventually I'm going to need a job, I was majoring in subtle arts for therapy but don't know if that's a practice here at all."
"I can talk to people, which would be more useful if there weren't a translation effect. I can read people's emotions and thoughts, if they want to invite me to do that, because again continent and polite. I can... make people feel a little more awake temporarily. I can do synaesthesia. In principle I can do a lot more things but those are the things I'm really sure I wouldn't mess up."
"Interesting. There's a sorcery that does awakeness, but I have no idea how to even approach the other things..."
"Not a problem. Come, there's a sending gate between the altar and the manor."
She leads to a building, containing a small archway, with a palm-sized opening, in which light swirls.
To Bella - "This is Blaidd, my stepbrother."
To Blaidd - "Bella Swan, from beyond the fog, yet not by church's guidance."
"Hello," she says, after some rather restrained blinking at the wolf-head situation.
It's slightly weird sensation, as if being carried by wind, but not exactly, and she's now in a well-decorated room.