"I can always go home when the adventure's done, Bar.  's the rules.  's the story.  And I know how to get back to my beacons.  The question is more, 'if Conrad leaves through Lila's door and Lila closes it, does the door still work because Conrad's on the other side of it, the same way I can open and close my door all I like while I'm in here'.  And Conrad, if you wouldn't mind going wild with Prestidigitation, just hitting every possible use if you can, and telling me what you're doing and how you're doing it as best you can, I'd really appreciate it."  She's staring intently at the wizard.

:It won't work anymore unless the Milliways sends him back here. Which may or may not occur. My apologies.:

"Well that's...problematic. We could buy a few scrolls of Plane Shift and Teleport for that. And a tuning fork for the Prime Material. Those are expensive, but I've been led to believe that money is not an issue, yes?"

"Sure, I can do that," Conrad says. He can lift small objects with it, though using Mage Hand is better. It can make things clean. It can make things dirty. It can make things change color temporarily. It can heat up or cool down various things, not just food. It can change the flavor of food. It can create tiny, ugly, and fragile sculptures.

"It's really quite a versatile spell, I agree, though the main use of it is cleaning. We're taught how to clean our clothes and ourselves using it. It's important once you're at the Worldwound or deployed on a mission. Although it doesn't make you feel clean."

"Hm.  Thank you, Conrad, I still have no idea how Prestidigitation does that, but I've got a good idea of what it's doing.  And no, money's not an issue.  If you know the specs I can make it myself.  The plan's going to have to be modified, probably; we send only the people who aren't from the world we're going to on missions there, and the person whose world it is operates via telepresence.  It's a bit more than I'd like to deploy, and probably going to cause a riot if the crashed spaceship and its tiny god gets wind of it on the Golarion side, and speaking of which what year is it on your world, but in the interests of not stranding anyone, I think it's worth it."  She starts pulling out a series of things much like, but clearly different from, whatever device is on her bracer and was previously handed out to Conrad and Lila, and begins assembling them together with some sort of telekinesis while she spools out some sort of wire from the device in her bracer and connects it to what's probably a work surface.  There's a bing! noise, and she hums.  "Don't mess with this, it's basically a ritual working and you will not be happy with what happens if you mess with it."

She's actually popped the entire screen-and-board combination out of her bracer, now, and sets to work doing some sort of arcane but non-magical test sequence, and then what's clearly a magical test sequence, because it involves floating lights, much akin to the Dancing Lights cantrip but operated entirely by artifice.  "Alright, we've got acceptable thaumic flux...now pass the precompilation through the optimizer, set this and this and that..."  A bar on the screen fills up.  "And here, we, go."  Tak, goes her hand on the biggest button, and with a flash of a runic diagram of a form only almost completely alien in shape and nature to Conrad, the low-resolution circle of white-and-black on the floor expands into a solid black cylinder, about the height of a human, consuming light that touches it, as magic is put to work.  "Gotta keep the build environment clean, so I can't drop the shield all the way or for the entire process, but I could probably detune the light absorption 'round the visual spectrum and let you watch; nothing in this stage is photosensitive during assembly and if you're smart enough to figure out how I'm doing this just from watching the compiled work, you deserve to be able to do it yourself."

And with that comment, she pulls open the metaphorical curtain, revealing an intricate diagram in the center, plus a boundary circle of some sort.  It appears that nothing's happening...until, suddenly, something is; parts of some mechanism simply start appearing in-place.  Occasionally, the inner diagram flashes white-on-black for a second, then more parts start appearing.  It seems to be some sort of six-legged...something, about the size of a large dog, made primarily of silvery metals.  "The wonders of technology, hm?"

"Yes, by all means, let's resurrect Fraddir!  He'd love to be back here and help us finish this story!"

(She's a lot easier about that then resurrecting anyone from her actual family, for some reason... maybe it's just that they weren't a part of this story?  But she's not going to think about that just yet." 

"Yes, let's get the Tuning Forks, if you're both going into my world.  There is still a portal out of there that I could probably reopen... but that's the one they shoved our own god of tyranny through, so goodness knows what's on the other side these days --"

Lila cuts off and stares in awe at Jane's mechanism.  "What... does it... do?"

"Security!  In this case...hold on, I'll set it up and show you, now that I need to get her moving anyway.  ...No, there's not an actual mind or gender in this.  It's a she in the same way as boats or natural disasters or temperamental furnaces or what have you, are."

She plugs her cable into the now-finished droid.  "Normally, I'd do this wireless, but I'm being more paranoid than usual because, there's a crashed spaceship that would just love to get its hands on minions like these."

"In this case, I'm loading Minion One here up with the best in 'hold this position' I can make.  Which is, if I dare say so myself, pretty good.  She minds the person whose door she is assigned to keep open, in this case I'm figuring it should probably be yours on account of needing to gather a couple things from your world...and if I'm building a telepresence 'bot, or just having you ride along with VR gear while I travel, we probably don't need to worry so dearly about keeping the door open.  Not that I'm going to not stick her in the doorway regardless, but it's not urgent.  Anyway, she minds the door, and keeps it held open by the simple expedient of having 'shields: yes' in the way of attempts to close it."  The shields, it seems, are by default softly glowing silver-white hexagonal panels about a meter across, based on the idle muttering she does as she tunes the (several redundant) emitters to be best suited to bar Lila's specific door, then Conrad's, then hers.

"Right, that's one set...Well, set...but what I've additionally done is anchored a ward inside the chassis that I can target at specific objects, to reflect force, which I'll apply to the doors.  And that's enforced by the equivalent of...well, I don't think you know what a Faraday cage is, so that it's the Faraday cage to an antimagic field's EMP doesn't help any in explaining.  Anyway.  The project started when some people who hated magic started throwing antimagic nets at my friends; I stole some samples, and basically turned the effect inside out, such that instead of dampening magic, instead of prying apart a void in the Weave, if you're Conrad - wait, do you have Mystra, or - no, no you do not, nevermind then, that's a different world's thing.  Or if you do have a Weave it's someone else's.  But since we're talking about the Weave, let's use a fabric metaphor!  Imagine a blanket of some sort, woven with yarn thick enough that you can see individual threads.  Instead of prying the threads of fabric apart, like an antimagic field does, this grabs hold of the threads that're already running through that area and sort of pins them in place, but that explanation is really, really simplified.  Magic's a lot more...wibbly than that, in my experience.  Still, it keeps antimagic fields from crossing the barrier."

"And then of course it can physically jam itself in the doorway if needed."

There're so many new things here that Lila isn't sure where to start asking questions.

"Do you have another one of these to fly us to the forest?"

"I wouldn't use this design to fly with, unless it was the only tool I had, but yes, I do have transportation fit for at least two, that I can actually fit through the doors."  She eyes something on her screen, and starts another print cycle.  "I think the bike's going to be here in..."

And then her bracer goes bing, and she pulls what someone from a modern world would peg as a sci-fi motorcycle through her door.  It has Tron lines, for all that she immediately starts testing the active camo, because she is an absolute nerd whenever she can get away with it.  "Now, apparently.  This, is kind of like a mechanical horse, but many, many times faster, and yes, it can fly."  It's already hovering, but somehow she conveys the impression that that's not at all what she means by flying.  "Speaking of which, flying is dangerous, so I'm going to give whoever comes with me safety equipment, and it will be used."

This mechanical horse looks great!

Lila holds one hand up to the motorcycle's headlight and strokes its handlebars with her other hand, just like she would a horse.  "I used to watch the birds and wonder what it'd be like to go flying with them.  That was all I could do for a year or so, while Fraddir and I were hiding in the woods and he was studying magic...  Birds and foxes and rabbits and such; my ring of undetectability was such a great friend."

Oh wow. The...headless horse machine does not appear to be magic. And is levitating of its own strength.

"Yes, I would indeed like to have safety equipment. Well, assuming I get to use it. How do you use this thing?"

"...Yeah..."  She seems to be lost in contemplation for a moment.  "Being in hiding for a year, with whatever problem had forced me to it beyond my capabilities to even reasonably affect, would have driven me spare.  I...have to admire your resilience and resolve.

"But speaking of your ring of undetectability, I'm quite curious how it works; do you know?  Is it an illusion, a somebody-else's-problem field, some sort of 'phase off and to the left of reality' thing?  And I'm quite curious if my gear has any way of piercing it.  I'd like to experiment, if you wouldn't mind?"

And assuming that no-one vehemently objects, the party gets to see what this lady's adventuring gear looks like!  It's...something very much not unlike scalemail, perhaps; there's certainly rune-etched steely metal scales in a shape that reminds one of gemstones, woven into a black undersuit.  Her boots have some sort of springy not-a-heel stretching from mid-calf to the ground, for a reason as-yet unknown.  Across her hips sit what's clearly some sort of weapons belt; Conrad can definitely recognize "wands, but weird" (and, oddly, tied to the belt via some sort of integral mechanism, unlike most of the magical items Conrad knows), both can recognize a seemingly bladeless weapon hilt, and there are some other things clipped to her belt that might be recognizable as holstered guns, albeit that one of them has a tank of some sort attached to the frame, as well as a pressure meter, and both scan as having magic involved in their operation, if Conrad has another Detect Magic in him (or Lila has magic-sensing capabilities).  There's also several color-coded magazines of ammunition tucked away, and, oddly enough, a cape that rapidly adjusts shades from a rich purple to a soft blue as it unknots and drapes itself over the back of a chair.

Also she has a tail now, armored in much the same way for all but the slightly bulbous tip (that looks to be some sort of nozzle and three-pronged manipulator), idly weaving back and forth in a way that makes it quite clear that it's somehow under her direct control.  "Fun fact: Any human that came into existence via natural selection instead of divine intervention has the mental hardware necessary to easily adapt to having a tail.  Equally fun fact: that world out there can make artificial limbs to spec and interface them with your flesh, and includes a lot of tail-having people.  So I made myself a tail, though the one I use in daily life is a lot more easily tucked away when I don't need it.  It's pretty useful!"

"As far as the safety equipment I'm going to give you...It's going to be a stripped-down version of, well, this.  Mostly just the undersuit; you don't have to worry about hypersonic bullets crashing the party which is what the scales are for."

"And, you don't use this unless I'm out of the action entirely, but you accelerate with the right-hand trigger, brake - slow down - with the left, and steer by turning the yoke left or right; it helps to lean into the turn if you're going fast enough but isn't precisely necessary, unlike how it would be with a motorcycle that rolls on its wheels.  If it comes to flying...we'll get to that when we get to that.  There's an autopilot, anyway."  She busies herself with putting words into action and setting up the field fabricator to make those basic suits for the two, with slight alterations to the design because they will need to get in and out of them the hard way.

You know, it would probably have been a better idea to give the clearly very high level wizard adventurer more respect from the beginning. It's not a good idea to be rude to high level adventurers. Especially high level adventurers with magic (and non-magic but still magic) items up the wazoo.

Scalemail. That will interfere with his spellcasting. Not a good idea. Though he still wants it. 

"I should tell you that wearing armor as a wizard causes issues with casting spells with somatic components. I haven't been trained in spellcasting in armor."

Tail? Why would you want to make a tail? Tail means tiefling, and tiefling means second-class citizen. Although it's likely that her world doesn't have tieflings. Or discriminates against them, so it's moot. 

Lila tries to dampen her sudden fear at Jane's testing the ring.  "If you want to test it, sure?  It doesn't affect people's minds; it... yes, you could say it phases me out from the world sort of?  It was... really helpful.  Fraddir made it."

"And that's great armor!  I've never heard of any magic that works differently with armor - what counts as armor like that?"

(She's much more comfortable with the thought of armor.)

"Hey, Lila, it's okay. We're on the same side.  I'm not even going to take the ring myself; I just want to see it in action, and then maybe enhance it.  How's walking through walls sound?  And Conrad, as for whether I'm giving you something with arcane spell failure chance...Well, the undersuit absolutely doesn't have anything that'll trip you up; you could wear it under your robes if you wanted, and it's proof against bow, crossbow, melee weapon, and most gunpowder firearms save for stuff like cannons to the head, and that mostly because of the dynamics of forces, which I mitigate with magic - firearms will definitely still smart a bit, but really even cannons are safe to stand in front of if you're not in an antimagic field, they'll just toss you around somewhat - but let me look something up." 

The screen on her device changes without a single touch, and...oh boy, her tail's jolted straight out like a scared cat all of a sudden.  "...How far is Cheliax from Numeria, Conrad?  Because if we're near enough to that polity that there's anything like a trade route or adventurers showing up routinely, I think I might insist on adding at least some armor, though I'll keep range of motion and lightness in mind.  I don't want someone thinking you've gone and stolen something from the Silver Pinnacle or wherever the Techno Union have set up and shooting you with 3d10 bludgeoning about it, or worse something esoteric; pretty sure the undersuit alone is not rated for that, though it'll still do its damnedest."

...Several more pages flash onto the screen in rapid succession, as she continues to investigate things, and the magitechnologist actually swears.  "And of course disrupt technology exists, why was I thinking it wouldn't?  And there's nanites made of bullshittium, on the other end of the scale, what joy.  I am going to have so much fun going over my theoretical defenses before I dare set foot on Golarion.  Not.  Plus whatever the fuck noqual is is probably a ready-made pain in my ass, and I don't know what wins in a fight between adamantine and diamonds...  And did you know the Technic Union made a magic automaton out of the explicitly antimagical material?  I wonder if it's like the way steel stops being magnetic when heated to a certain temperature, then magnets stick again when it's cooled down, except, obviously, backwards.  Seems like the sort of thing that might work, at least, and there's an example of it doing so.  That or they electroplated a regular automaton with it.  Except that I bet if I went looking, I would not find that the book says that; I bet it's made out of pure noqual.  Anyway.  How likely are we to encounter Numerian bullshit while going magic item shopping in Ostenso?  And what year is it?"

Lila breathes more easily when Jane mentions enhancing the ring.  That's a good reason to give it over for a moment; that sounds more like a good turn in the plot.  She can't leave that by the wayside.

"Yes, sure," she says, holding out her finger with the ring on it.  "Now?"

She twists the small gem on the ring, and disappears.  If Conrad is Detecting Magic, there's a burst of magic, but then nothing, even as she remains invisible.

A few moments later, with another burst of magic, she reappears a few steps away.

"...Interesting.  It's like you're taking a half-step, leaning ana-wards, doing something so that things reflect off of you at a fourth ninety-degree angle, compared to the spell I know that simply lets me walk that way, or the material that somewhat erratically moves along that fourth axis when you handle it in specific ways in the first three.  It allows me to project other things like spells, for that matter; I can pick up on the light you're reflecting when I push a sensor in that direction.  But you're still physically present here.  I think I want to get this spell copied for myself, and maybe show it to a friend to work out the intricacies of it; she's the one who taught me the trick I use for 4D work and I bet she'd love to see someone doing something like this, because I don't know if she knows how and it's her thing.

"Anyway, it's going to be pretty simple for me to make that spell work for you; give me a few minutes to tinker, I just need to put the parts together really quick.  That said, keep the ring you already have, too; being able to exert force while invisible is quite useful."

It's a simple enough process for her to repeat the enchantment she's built into every suit like hers; modifying it slightly so that it has a more forceful telefrag avoidance protocol, then checking it twice, takes up the majority of the time allotted to actually working the spell.  The rest is predicated on assembling a ring much like her other band, and keying that into the switch that powers the spell.  "Be warned, I've done what I can to avoid trouble like falling through a floor that's not there or shifting back into an object that is, but if you're on a second floor or in a building carved from a mountain, there's a strong tendency for near-ana and near-kata to not have the work of human hands mirrored across it.  I did work in a basic force panel, but you're going to want proper boots if you intend to go up and down stairs that way.  And maybe a periscope."

Lila takes her ring back with relief.

She takes the new ring too, and runs her hand over it with wonder.  It feels hot like it's from the forge, but also smoother and lighter than her ring.

"Can I try it out now?  What happens if I use both rings at once?"

"Numeria is far away from Cheliax. Egorian is a thousand miles away from Starfall: those are the respective capitals. Adventurers are everywhere, but Numerian adventurers are unlikely to be in Ostenso. The year is 4700 Absalom Reckoning. It's the Age of Lost Omens. Also, thank you very much for the undersuit. I'll try casting Prestidigitation with it to see if it interferes with my casting." 

"There's Protection from Technology, by the way. We might be able to get scrolls of that in Ostenso. I can neither cast it, nor have it in my spellbook. I only have Protection from Chaos in my spellbook as part of Worldwound training. Why are you so worried about Numeria in particular? Other technology abjuration spells are Rebuke Technology, Magic Circle against Technology, and Antitech Field. It will be years before I can cast those myself, though."

"Oh, would Rebuke Technology break this new ring and these suits?  I don't see any reason for Barvid to have it, but I'm realizing I don't know where his patron spirits have been... some scholars say they came from some other world at first."

"No, it merely suppresses them. Technological items are temporarily disabled, and technological creatures are rendered unconscious for the spell's duration. It lasts less than a minute, though the duration scales with the power of the caster. Many spells are like that."

He thinks on this for a moment. "We would call Barvid a witch then, Your Majesty. Witches in my world have dealings with otherworldly patrons that grant them powers."

"We call him a witch too..."  She thinks a bit.  "I don't know where that word comes from.  I think it's a coincidence.  But maybe I shouldn't be using this new ring to walk through things around him."

"As far as I'm aware, this is an entirely different method of travel compared to plane shifts, which is what I'd expect anything that would lead you into being somewhere his spirits can reach out and touch you would be based on - this isn't stepping into the Astral, it's just another direction, like up, down, left, right, forward, back...As for using both of these rings at once, they should go together fine; just keep in mind that if you've stepped kata - if you turn the ring counterclockwise - and lean ana, like your ring does, that you're going to reflect your presence across the zero point, this reality.  And the ring's just magic and subject to antimagic and dispels, not technological.  As for whether disrupt technology et al. will mess with my stuff...There's some features that might get fucked with, but I'm a firm believer in redundant engineering, and what I'm giving you two has...exactly one thing that's got the processors anti-tech has to be targeting, anyway.  The rest of the suit's just mechanical.  If anti-tech spells can cause shear-thickening fluids to not thicken when hit, or carbon fiber to stop having tensile strength, then we're already screwed, but I don't think that it works that way.  And there's a magic-based redundant implementation of the software, anyway, so it'll just fail over unless someone's decided that you in particular need to be dispelled.  Still working on adding proper psychic coverage, but you have psychics as a flavor of magic anyway, not a whole 'nother system, even if they substitute verbal and somatic components out for thought and emotion.

"Why I'm worried about Numeria in particular is that its presence in the world involves and invokes particular threats that I normally don't run across at the same time as I do any wizards of the sort that can cast wish, and they've got some very particular flavors of bullshit that I don't, yet.  Notably, anything involving nanites.  Not that I don't have plenty of ideas, but I've yet to find the seed tech.  So I might actually want to make a stopover and get samples, if I can be sure I'm not going to be shot for trying.

"As for what Barvid is...if anything, if I were comparing him to classes, I'd probably reach for 'binder', knowing what little I know of how he does what he does; I'm not sure if you have them, Conrad, but I think the way they gain power by mantling vestiges with certain traits is much more like the image I've built of how Barvid does what he does than a witch or warlock making pacts for their spells-known; if Barvid was separated from his spirits he'd have significant problems, whereas witches can just find different ones to bargain with.  I think, at least; it certainly sounds like that's the story."