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.
"Uh, hi. We were just testing whether resurrecting fairies works. We're going to get you home in a bit -"
"To her son's court. She's never been here. We can get her back to her old court but it'll take longer."
"Your grandson says 'To her son's court. She's never been here. We can get her back to her old court but it'll take longer.'"
"Okay. Uh, we have a proof of concept, then. I guess the next step is to Gate over...and give you stuff and kill you...and then hopefully be slowed back down and arrange you a resurrection?"
"I need a few hours to set things in order here, as I'll be dead a long time under the best of circumstances."
"I mean, I mostly think of all people as...thinking of themselves as a normal size for people ...and I'm confused what else you could possibly be."
"There are paths that alter people's sizes when one goes along them and we're at the small end of one."
"I've met one human and she was a little taller than me, when I was not interacting with such a path."
"Okay. I expect we'll be normal human size when we come through, is there somewhere you can get to where you're that size also?"
"You in the crown - don't know if titles count - will the other cleric have the right spell prepared? If so then I don't know why fairy dude expects to be dead a long time..."
"If this works, you'll slow down. Then you'll go get the other person. Then you'll get them to cast the spell and bring me back. That's probably a slow hour at minimum."
"We need the gate first, which you can do yourself, and if we're lucky we won't need to open doors to get to them. Then he doesn't have to be dead more than a few minutes normal time. Where would they be?"
"Temple of Nethys, downtown. I bet there will be doors but we could teleport through them if we can get out of the Dome."