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The Earthlings native and adopted stay in Marlatia, hiding uneventfully in the guest room, for several days. Isabella immortalizes king and queen both when they sneak her to a sufficiently large, empty, and unoccupied room to do it in. When Adarin has enough mana he makes mirror pairs for each of their majesties to contact their counterpart - Isabella's portal bag is kind of accumulating mirrors at this point. And when he has more mana still, Iobel finds a slightly-bigger-than-door-sized plank and a set of hinges and some screws and combines all these objects on the ceiling of a lockable room on the first floor but out of the way, currently serving as storage for a lot of broken musical instruments that someone once probably identified as probably repairable. This plank gets a portal on it, and the Earthlings go home.
After catching up on business - and allowing time to recover mana, again - and getting their Marlatian alts a laptop each, and putting a router and chargers within easy reach of the portal on their side, which is also on a sheet of wood but is kept in their basement propped up against a wall -
Isabella snuggles up to her husband and suggests searching the planes for more of themselves.
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prodigal_miser
"Yeah, this - I really don't think I could have figured out that there were literal gods running around through scrying. Sorry, love."
dark_light
"It's all right. Briefly startling, but we get to check out a probably-me in addition to an almost-certainly-you in one two-hop jaunt."
prodigal_miser
"Very efficient of us. We're going to say we did this on purpose because we're just amazing like that, right? Rather than the truth of it being a complete accident?"
dark_light
"When we start being interviewed by authors of history textbooks we can quietly omit the accident part if you like. I don't think I want to claim to our alts that we can find dead ones of us and detect deities from other planes."
dark_light
"I love you. All very convenient and tidy and happy that way."
She goes on following the vial of sand's directions.
She goes on following the vial of sand's directions.
And then the landscape changes, to something more hilly.
"You have a vial of Raezenoth's sands but you need not his favor to take to the skies," says a voice, in the same vein as the previous one. The only difference is the voice itself - very obviously feminine. "I am the goddess Perinixu - explain yourselves, travelers."
"You have a vial of Raezenoth's sands but you need not his favor to take to the skies," says a voice, in the same vein as the previous one. The only difference is the voice itself - very obviously feminine. "I am the goddess Perinixu - explain yourselves, travelers."
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Isabella halts in midair.
"He gave us this sand so that we could receive directions here to talk to you about your probably-dead acolyte Ayabel, who I would like to resurrect. I have most of what I need to do that but need to confirm that it's her full name."
"He gave us this sand so that we could receive directions here to talk to you about your probably-dead acolyte Ayabel, who I would like to resurrect. I have most of what I need to do that but need to confirm that it's her full name."
Pause.
"... The cadence and direction of your voice - it is like hers. Nearly identical, but for the subtle undertones - it is unlike anything I have witnessed before. Ayabel is the only name she had. You can bring back the dead?"
"... The cadence and direction of your voice - it is like hers. Nearly identical, but for the subtle undertones - it is unlike anything I have witnessed before. Ayabel is the only name she had. You can bring back the dead?"
dark_light
"Raezenoth mentioned the same thing - it's part of why I want to bring her back. And I have done it before. I need a flat place that's not too windy to work, your leave to kill two medium-sized birds that I can call to hand myself if necessary, and - your assurance that no one will be offended if I call deities foreign to the world."
"Do not invoke other gods in my domain. There are few flat places to work, here, anyway - the space you have come through should do fine. If you invoke deities in a place where no god holds claim, no one will be offended - the space between Raezenoth and I is one such place. You have my leave for all else."
"You will know my domain ends by the terrain," informs Perinixu.
"I will inform you," whispers the vial of sand.
"I will inform you," whispers the vial of sand.
The terrain slowly changes from hills to grassland, and then the vial of essence of Raezenoth says, "You are outside of Perinixu's domain. You may do it in mine, if you would like assurance that no one will disturb you. I will not be offended by invoking other gods."
"It is something of an insult to invoke other gods on another one's holy ground. But I do not mind. You are resurrecting my acolyte."
dark_light
"Okay."
When directed, Isabella lands, makes sure she has enough space, and starts drawing out the ash diagram.
When directed, Isabella lands, makes sure she has enough space, and starts drawing out the ash diagram.
Raezenoth arrives a few minutes later, and sits. He doesn't address either Isabella or Adarin, but he does watch the proceedings silently.
prodigal_miser
Adarin, meanwhile - is supportive husband who isn't actually very useful in this instance. He will watch and maybe hand Isabella things if she needs him to.
dark_light
She has the procedure down pretty well. She tends to put in an hour at resurrection offices in the early mornings before Adarin is up on days when her various enterprises aren't causing her phone to ring itself into a frenzy.
Ash ash ash.
Herb herb herb.
Bird, bird, she secures them both.
Pose.
"I call all my goddesses now -"
Ash ash ash.
Herb herb herb.
Bird, bird, she secures them both.
Pose.
"I call all my goddesses now -"