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They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
maurabel and penumbra go on an adventure
Nope! Is there something other than an elemental she might want, they could perhaps arrange various spices and fabrics and dyes and fancy foreign glassware.
She leaves.
Most mages, it turns out, are not willing to straight-up sell their elementals, till a hunter comes by with a bunch recently caught. Do they want one? He's got a Lightning and two Air and a Shine and a Fire/Stone!
All of them? Wow. He's not sure they have that much but he counts it up and names a figure. They'll need to get the salt weighed at a formal scale.
Salt's nice and generic but he'd like some diversity in case some hybrid turns out to be a salt elemental and the market craters, ha ha, will they still be here and have seashells next time he comes back from a hunting trip?
And they take the five necklaces. When he's gone - "uh, anything we can get you guys while we wait on the mage?"
...these people have popcorn, gummy candies, lollipops, and army meal bars. They set them down near the elementals in case the elementals would like any.
"Oh, for fuck's sake - can you communicatively blink. Blink once for yes, blink twice for...fail to blink for no I guess."
"Some elementals like food," he says defensively. "I don't know what Airs like in particular - uh, we're the bandits. Who've been stealing and freeing elementals. We decided to see if we could get any by buying we couldn't get by stealing. Maurabel'll be by to let you go. But she might be a while. Thus food."