Jensal has a lot of work to do. Her house is going to collapse; nobody had better be inside when it does. She is briskly bundling adult miracles into groups who have at least one decent job between them, she is writing to agencies that handle adoption for the ultimate disposition of kids who don't get picked up because she's reasonably sure that they will not all get picked up, and when parents do drop by to collect their little ones she is signing papers for every set of them with slightly gritted teeth. Lots to do. Her hand is cramping from paperwork and she doesn't care.
"That... is a question. I feel like having children who are as immortal as their parents is a really good default, though, vampires being a special case in particular because of their variable lifepsan I guess... I mean, vampires who feel really strongly about this can, of course, go find a miracle worker. If you're having children with a third-siahr finding a miracle worker probably won't be impossible."
"The number is small. I might remain the only well-known and publicly accessible one for some time, perhaps indefinitely. But I am confident that setting up a way for people to submit requests that is fair and accessible is a solvable problem. I am finding that most things are solvable problems if you have an open mind and a lot of magic."
"I don't think I know about vampires," says Lazarus. "What is the deal with vampires?"
"Um. Then I don't know," says Lazarus. "And probably the only way to find out is to have a vampire bite a third-siahr after at least one of them exists and see what happens. It might also help if I could see what happens when a vampire bites someone, because that definitely sounds like magic."
"Okay. But I might still not know how a vampire biting someone who just is immortal will work, because I don't think there are any people around who just are immortal unless dragons count now. Do they? Have any vampires bitten dragons since I fixed old age, could I check?"
"You seem to be very good at rapidly getting information to and from all of the dragons who exist," Lazarus points out.
"Well, yes, now that I've thought of it, it's - Peshe, put your grandkid back and get the question filtered down," and Peshe takes her grandkid's hand and teleports away, "but you're doing things that have a lot of consequences for a lot of people and I think you've been making it sound more like you know what you're doing than is the case."
"I know what I am doing about magic that is in front of me," says Lazarus. "I very much know what I am doing about that. Magic that is not in front of me is a different story."
"There is quite a lot of magic in this universe and I would very much like to look at all of it," says Lazarus. "Kaylo, you know things about magic! Find me instances of all of the magic there is to look at, please."
He formulates a wish, and thinks about the formulation, and glances surreptitiously at Mial, who helpfully dumps a selection of variously sized coins into his storage. It is mildly alarming how casual Mial is about making coins. He doesn't even use a widget, he just gave himself the magical ability to spontaneously hurt himself at arbitrary levels.
So. Add five extra form slots to a dragon, sure, he can do that. And for the other two, the white opal girl and Quaro the amethyst, he might as well try to get them both at the same time now that he's doing this. He spends an eight. It covers all three of them and spills a little extra dragon magic.
"There," he says, "you now have five more form slots than you previously did, and so do the two new uniques who wanted some, I thought I might as well handle that while I was at it."
"I made all dragons immortal," Lazarus explains. "That didn't affect anything? That is good to know."