It's uneventful. Cypress and Ice go to several more restaurants (most of which are pretty, in interesting and unique ways) and return to Prime's home to snuggle and - forget about the events that'll transpire when they get home. Cypress misses Vernaia, he tolerates her being away from him but just gone entirely is - it obviously bothers him. He'd suggest going the way of Prime and spending the next day in sleep, but he can't ask it of his wife. He snuggles her, instead, and they distract each other from the things that are obviously wrong.
Then, completely predictably, Prime wakes up. He checks his mana stores. He gets notes from Cypress and casts the language spell, since it's cheap.
"Ready," he informs, when he has recovered enough from three days of near non-stop sleep to be reasonably awake and functional. He has a spot picked out for the portal, already. He does a bit of writing in his own book of cheat sheets, and then the empty wall by the front door gets - what looks like a painting. Specifically, a painting of the other side of the portal - Pantheon. It looks like a painting, too, not like a photograph. If someone looks closely, they can see what looks to be brush strokes, and little hints of mess here and there.
He touches the portal, murmurs "Pantheon" and then it shifts. To something more - real, lifelike. Like you could step through it to the other side.
"Done. After you?"
"Resurrection is relatively easy to spin as a Perinixu obscure power. I wonder if portals could be spun as a Rae power. You know, 'be free, wander into this entire other world if you feel like it' - and then we could publicize without more of an earth-shattering revelation than people could handle, and there could be gains from trade and so on. Magic roads and lights everywhere. Blessings for New Kystle denizens."
"The only problem with that is that people here know exactly where portals come from. So if any travelers arrived here and talked about how a god made the portals, people from here will correct them."
"Yes. And anyone who gets resurrected will notice that Ice is there and there's a lot of ashes scattered around and dead birds and might likewise have questions. But to get people interested in the concept, 'these gods can do these things' is less likely to get us written off as crackpots from hundreds of miles away than 'there are lots of worlds and they have all different magic and some of it is this useful thing'. I published a partial autobiography, but I had to do it as fiction."
"Fair," snorts Prime. "Then feel free to inform people about it however you like - at some point in the future there will be another portal that doesn't lead to my house, so we could get tourists."
"You have to set up little vendor stands by the portal with like - translation guides and tacky souvenirs and over-sized hats."
"Probably something absurdly simple, like glow - they would be cheap tacky magical souvenirs, of course."
"Certainly. It's just - so common here that it's not really anything to be impressed about."
"Where I live, being able to call over an acolyte if more than half a dozen people in a town have the same illness and get them all healed before it gets any farther is commonplace. We could gain a lot in practicality as well as in oohs and ahs if we lay the right groundwork."
"I may want to play tourist for a bit - if Perinixu's spring takes, maybe even have a residence here, perhaps above a new temple. How do locals feel about whatever religions exist here already?"
"There are a few mages who worship the Fae - basically the entire reason any of us have magic, but if they're gods and not just extremely powerful otherly creatures, they are terrible ones. Demon hunters have a - weird religion-like thing involving my deceased mother, but since she is now extra-dead I don't think you'll have any trouble with that. There are a few people who believe in what are basically guardians of the planes, with each plane having new aspects of the same gods, but it's not widely popular."
"Sounds like excellent missionary-ing territory, then. Although I'll be very pleased with today if all that happens is Pernixu getting a foothold where no plague gods know to come looking for her and make trouble."
"As long as the religion isn't objectionable on ethical grounds and heals people - feel free to play missionary."
"I stand behind it fully. My missionary-ing usually takes the form of making it extremely clear to everyone around me why I can heal people like I do, anyway."
"I approve of your missionary methods. Please, feel free to heal as many people as you like."
"Yeah, you would not be able to stop her from healing people," snorts Idania. "Maybe stop her from healing these people, but people would be healed."