Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
"I reincarnated on a different planet! It was eerily like my original one in some ways but not the same place!" Annie flops delightedly into Rirosseth's arms.
"Conceivably you might want to have your reunion in a different room?"
"I missed youuuuuuu," says Annie, who clearly fully expects to be carried to the guest room.
He watches them go.
"- should we have been checking for ...super manipulative rapist nature. I admit she really doesn't look it, but -"
"Well the spell for evilness seems imperfect but it's not zero information and apparently some mind control is dispellable with local magic."
"Imprecisely. And whatever Annie's magic situation is includes reincarnation and a music allergy so it'd need careful handling."
"You can see magic? What does magic look like?" asks Rubelite around four jumbo shrimp.
"Objects and people which are magical or have ongoing spells cast on them have auras which you can see with a certain spell cast. Sadly people can only cast the spell on themselves."
"It looks kind of like this," he says, and sings to himself and makes an illusion of color auras around some nearby magic objects.
"The newest arrival communicated in advance that she prefers the cold and is allergic to music."
"We can ask later what the range is. If it's large you can take your girls back to the winter palace."
"Seems likely we can send her home. With Rirosseth if that seems like a good idea."