"Wanderdeep is very safe. And so is my teleportation. It just takes a while to get there. I think it's a couple days trip each way. No time passes for the people teleporting though."

"All right. I may want to come along anyway - have someone bring a vial of dirt, not even a cat - if that won't complicate anything, the first time."

"I haven't brought anything made with other magic systems along before, but I don't think it would cause problems."

"We can test it, if you'd rather be sure, but a vialfull of dirt isn't much of a loss, if that's how it's most likely to work out if there is a problem. - You should be able to see it now, that glow up ahead."

"I would expect the problem world be with the long trip not a short one. We can test a short teleport though. Do you want me to put you down before I get to the city?"

"Once you're settled in is fine."

"Alright." Luna flies on. "Which part of the city should I be headed towards?"

"Trader's quarter, I think - northwest bit, the section with the big buildings with the clay-tile roofs."

Soon enough she's touching down in that part of the city. She looks around.

Warehouses, stables, inns; shops catering to travelers, mostly closed for the night. A good number of cats wandering around, all mundane. It's not a touristy part of town, obviously enough, but there are benches and decorative flourishes on things and a tiny park visible up the road.

"Is there any particular type of person you'd like to work with, or cargo you'd like to take or avoid?"

"I would prefer to avoid transporting weapons. Otherwise nothing I expect to be relevant. As for people, I'd prefer to interact with nice people. But if that's not possible I can manage."

"Easy enough. This way." There's a twinkle of communication magic in the air, and one of the street cats stands and starts walking purposely up the road.

Luna carefully doesn't comment on the cat and follows along. She's walking now but her bracelet is still over her hand.

Around the corner and up two streets, with occasional further communication-twinkles when the cat begins to get distracted. He sniffs at the door of an inn - possibly The Drunken Crow, from the picture on the sign - and meows once, loudly, before trotting off.

"You might want to do your translation magic now."

"Alright, I'll need to put you down first." Luna puts down the cat she was carrying gently and looks through her satchel before pulling out a small cube with intricate patterns on it. She runs her fingers along the sides of the cube and winces. Then she speaks again this time in the most common local dialect. "Seems to be working." She drops the cube back in her bag. "Do you want me to pick you back up?"

"It doesn't matter very much as long as it's clear that I'm with you - it's not going to be as obvious to them as it was to me that you're not just a very confused acolyte."

"Alright." Luna steps over to the door and opens it. "After you."

And in she goes, making a beeline for a table near the middle of the room and hopping daintily from floor to chair to tabletop, attracting attention but mostly not outright stares from the patrons.

The tavern itself is mostly fairly generic, but nicely decorated, with painted landscapes on the walls and blue glass candleholders etched with a leaf pattern on the tables. A small shrine is set up in one corner; several candles arranged around a statue of a cat on a small table draped with a green cloth, with a collection of objects arranged in front of it.

Luna follows as best she can, doing her best not to run into anyone.

It's not crowded enough for that to be especially difficult. A waitress comes over promptly with a menu for Luna and a small plate of cooked meat scraps for the cat. "Hello. New in town?"

"Yes, I'm from pretty far away. I'm using translation magic if you're curious."

"Ah. Visiting acolyte?" She nods indicatively at the cat, who nudges her hand to solicit petting.

"Not quite, I have a different source of magic."

"- oh?"

She glances at the cat, who has rolled over onto her back - everything's fine, I'm calm, there's nothing to worry about, says her body language.

"I'm from another world, and I have magic from yet another. I'm a wanderer, I visited because this world seemed nice to my scrying and Deviskaryl has been a very gracious host."