Ridaya zooms upwards until she's almost a full mile in the air. Then she floats in place, surveying the surrounding area.

The view is beautiful. To the south, she can see massive triangular buildings poking out over a valley. To the north, there's a coastline, the transition from sand to sea barely visible in the moonlight, but it matches perfectly what she knows of the maps of this area she has in her mind. Which means...

She has to really strain her eyes to see it in the full moon's pale light, even through the lenses, but - she's sure of it. Out west, there's a massive city, built near a bend in the river snaking northward. That has to be Sothis. It's the right size, in the right place.

She stays up there for a full five minutes, carefully studying everything she can see of the area outside the city's edge, the road leading into it. It's important to do proper visualization, when committing a location to memory for use as a search-input.

Once she's satisfied, she dives. (Her ring won't let her go any faster than she did on the ascent, and indeed wants her to fall slower than that, but Overland Flight tells it to shush, and so it does.)

Sophie has been sitting on the sand, drawing absent patterns. So far this aimless arenamancy has revealed to her that she will meet someone in the next few days who will... something about her heart... either a lover or someone who'll raise her blood pressure. Typical divinatory ambiguity.

As Ridaya approaches, she stands to attention. "Any joy?"

"Yep! Got a nice long view of what I'm pretty sure is Sothis. And it's early enough in the morning that we can maybe get Vakt raised today, if we hurry..." She peers curiously at the sand drawings, and then goes to poke Luto.

wuh??

Hair-ruffle. "Teleport time, sleepyhead. We'll find an inn when we get there."

Luto shakes her head. "I just need a bit of tea and then I'll be fine," she says, and manages to be convincing about this until her body betrays her with a yawn.

"I can make you some. But you really should sleep. Maybe I'll brew some of the tisane, it won't keep you up."

Luto shakes her head vigorously, which helps wake her up. "No. I'll stay up, stay alert, make sure nobody tries to fuck with us, until we get Vakt back. Then I can sleep." 

"...alright."

Is it time to hold hands for teleportation.

It is! She takes Sophie's hand in hers (Luto grabs her shoulder), and then -

They're somewhere else.

Sophie looks around, both curious and mildly paranoid.

Well, the first thing she's going to notice is that they're about seventy feet in the air.

Whoops

Luto, lacking an Overland Flight or Ring of Feather Falling, plummets to the ground!

Oh for fuck's sake –

Sophie pulls a feather out of her pocket and whistles an urgent little tune. The feather catches fire, and there's a sudden strong updraft beneath Luto's feet, the kind one might be able to glide on if one had a particularly good kite behind them. Hopefully it'll at least ease her fall.

Oh! Well in that case -

Luto spreads her arms and legs wide for the majority of her fall, letting the wind slow her down, and then lands in a crouching roll, springing to her feet unharmed.

"Thank you!", she calls up to Sophie.

Sophie floats down like Mary Bloody Poppins, trying not to scowl. It doesn't quite work.

"You're welcome. I'd welcome a little while of things not happening."

(The updraft fades after a few seconds, which means less sand in her face, which is a small blessing. Sophie is already tired of sand.)

pretty...

Ridaya follows the two of them down. "...whoops."

"Look, it's actually difficult to aim a Teleport like that by moonlight," Ridaya mumbles. "This was actually pretty close to the grou-" she cuts herself off, because she can tell she's not helping.

"Yeah, yeah, getting here fast was important, falling can hurt but it wouldn't ever kill me, Sophie has a ring, yada yada yada," she grumbles.