She doesn't recognise that tree.
She's been here before, she's not that far from the estate, this isn't some unknown place. She must've taken a wrong turn, of course, but where? She should probably just try to retrace her steps, Jaol will be incredibly mad at her...
- Is a human, clothed in silks in a multitude of colors.
Standing near him will feel vaguely like static electricity in the air.
And he's back to a fox. "That is incredibly energy-intensive. For me, it'd be easier to put an illusion in place, but I presume that Lingormr has better magical capacity."
"Good, especially since he might have other shapeshifters in his employ. Unlikely, but possible."
She nods. "Don't think I'll have that problem, there's no static when I shift."
"I can faintly feel the initial shift, and it'd be foolish to assume that his sensory abilities are less than mine, but he should miss it in the background if he isn't paying attention."
Tetsuma frowns. "Didn't you mention something about water magic, the first time we spoke?"
Reim tilts his head. "It is possible that he has... in a way embedded his magic in the water around his domain. Having seen your jutsu, I suspect you would win in a direct contest, but he might make it difficult, admittedly."
"Yeah, I don't think a magical confrontation's the way to go, here, if it gets to that then we've already lost."
"...I am not convinced that you would lose, but yes it would be preferable to avoid a direct confrontation."
"Feels like the next step is actually going to this place, then."
"You would have to find a ley-captain to take you. Fortunately, ships dock here frequently enough."
"Well, not in this clearing, but certainly on this island. I can lead you to where the dock is."
The dock Reim leads them to is odd - formed of stone that seems to have flowed into shape rather than been carved. There's something like a massive scoop pushed into the side of the island, with jutting rock formations as piers. More spaces extend into a cliff that overlooks the dock, with stone pathways visible only from certain angles. Doors and windows and the occasional patio dot the cliff-face.
At the moment, no one is there.
"Off season, unfortunately," Reim says, "But someone should come through within a few days."
"Well, yes. They will almost certainly ask for some nominal fee, but coins of different worlds are usually accepted, as is trade in labor, or stories, or knowledge, or items."
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