Anyway, he just fell into a portal. He's fallen onto some kind of... plant life? Tiny green leaves sticking out of the ground. (The ground is really soft. Kind of disturbing. Leaves also soft. He didn't even break anything.)
"Fucking hells," he says, mostly for form's sake.
"Magic? It's like any other skill, you just need to know what you're doing. And I arrived through a portal, more specifically a portal to Yakkor, which is where I'm from. It's a cozy little hell dimension. What's that weird plant outside?"
"Like... these little green feathers, coming out of the ground. They're not even sharp, just- soft."
"Well, alright. You've still got sensible plants, though, right? It's not all just mushy green stuff?"
A thought occurs. "Hey, how come you didn't know about magic even though you can do telekinesis?"
"I can do telekinesis. I can't do portals or translation spells, and I've never heard of anyone who can. I've never even heard of anyone else who can do telekinesis."
"Weeeeeird. Magic's s'posed to be all over the place or not there at all. Wanna try learning the translation pearl spell?"
Ari dashes out to acquire a rock, then dashes back in. He conscientiously wipes off the majority of the dirt, then begins shaping it into a sphere and bleaching it to a pearly white.
"Okay, so what you need to do here, you- okay. Take the stone and focus your energy into it, then say- wait. I need to lift my translation for a bit, it has to be said in Krullan."
He concentrates for a moment, making throat noises, then spits his own pearl into the palm of his hand and says some things that are probably words. Very guttural words.
He pops the stone back into his mouth. "Did you catch that?"
"Um. You know the feeling of telekinesis? Like that, but... instead of doing anything with it, just focusing. Like pretending to push up against an invisible wall."