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It takes them a while - they are quite busy holding each other - but eventually in spite of the perpetual darkness in the sky, they realize they're exhausted. It's been a long day. The helpful mage and her husband offer them a place to sleep, but that place turns out to be inside a tent. With two other people. Two other newly married people.
Isabella and Adarin decide the better option is to go with her hammock. It involves Isabella almost entirely on top of her husband, but neither of them mind. Snuggles are recommended after death and subsequent resurrection, and trauma from same. Adarin's still a bit shivery and occasionally uncoordinated post-magic loss, but he can hold his wife just fine. Snuggles are provided for both parties, and eventually they both fall asleep, suspended in the air by cloud-pine.
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prodigal_miser
blooded_poet
"But I digress. She wanted to speed up the power-gain, and by this point in time it's not like there was a lot of people left in Kystle. However, there was another nearby plane with lots of people that could potentially 'help.' She just needed to convince them that it was worth it. This she could manage where the demons and I had failed - the elderly Adarin has an explanation handy but I only understand about a fourth of it. So my explanation is, 'Because magic.' If you want the technicalities, go talk to him."
prodigal_miser
"That... Whatever it is could be useful, I'll ask. Later, though."
blooded_poet
"Her decided incentive to get people to kill some demons for her was to start a second invasion by making several temporary portals. For them to attack New Kystle through."
blooded_poet
"Yes. If it's any consolation, as far as I can tell she always closed the portals before it came close to any sort of victory for the demons. She didn't want - genocide on humans, she wanted to incite them into helping me."
blooded_poet
"I figured. So - it worked. I started recruiting, and I got help. If you're curious about how that worked, I got a necklace that translated every language available and let me travel through planes. Only with her help, I'd learn later, I couldn't work it when she didn't let me and when she dispersed it stopped working entirely. Just like - just about everything else she gave me. I have a few things that work just fine now, but they're few and far between. Aliya was a subtle control freak. I think she wanted to prevent me from ever using the artifacts against her."
dark_light
Isabella nods slowly.
"I'm afraid our usual ability to dispense magical largesse at whim is at a nadir."
"I'm afraid our usual ability to dispense magical largesse at whim is at a nadir."
blooded_poet
"It's entirely all right. The things she made me in the beginning haven't died with her, I don't think she was that paranoid yet. It was just items, anyway, I am still quite capable without them."
prodigal_miser
Adarin does not comment. But he looks like he is trying very hard not to make a face.
blooded_poet
"But, again, I digress. Eventually, predictably, she got what she wanted. Enough power for resurrection."
Her eyes are glowing. In proper light, it might be hard to tell, but they're on the night side of New Kystle. It's obvious that this is a thing her eyes are doing that they weren't doing before.
"She used it. Once. And then she proceeded to drop off of the map and leave me and my recruits to die. Things she made for us stopped working - the necklace in particular, I never managed to get that to work again. She'd essentially left us to die, without hope of supplies or reinforcements."
Her eyes are glowing. In proper light, it might be hard to tell, but they're on the night side of New Kystle. It's obvious that this is a thing her eyes are doing that they weren't doing before.
"She used it. Once. And then she proceeded to drop off of the map and leave me and my recruits to die. Things she made for us stopped working - the necklace in particular, I never managed to get that to work again. She'd essentially left us to die, without hope of supplies or reinforcements."
blooded_poet
"I am extremely hard to kill." Pause. "... I also had an extremely close call and only made it through with - help. Others were not so lucky. Cutting to the chase, we were losing. Badly. And that is when pretty boy and Zeviana come in."
blooded_poet
Lynn looks faintly amused. "One and the same. I believe Nereus found them, they figured out what was going on from him, and that was when they decided to be our metaphorical cavalry."
dark_light
"My Adarin is much prettier," mutters Isabella, under her breath.
dark_light
Isabella puts her head on his shoulder. "So terrible-Adarin evacuated you," she says to Lynn.