At least there's always Milliways.
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It would appear that simple charms typically cost 5 to 7 quarens. I cannot vouch for this particular one's quality, of course.

Blue-hair rolls her eyes. "It works. But you don't want me setting fires in here."

That would be against the rules, yes.

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"Want anything else warded? Since the charm'll cover two of this kind of ward."

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"Ooh, if you're offering. My hat?"

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"Sure thing, same kind of ward as the staff?"

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"Yep!" She bounces slightly and hands over the charm.

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And her hat and staff are indestructible!

The charm he'll probably have to resell, heat magic is pretty much strictly better in every way but he can't exactly sell that.

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Business is slow, though. Defense magic is pretty good but there just aren't a lot of people passing through Milliways right now.

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Great. He can get in some more sulking. He's enjoying this sulk a lot, it involves cats and Hylian food.

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Link comes through the door! Bundled up in a thick hooded cloak and heavy bulky pants, covered in frost and snow, dark concrete hallway visible behind her, carrying a big lantern and backpack...

...Wait.

Why is her right arm made of metal?

"Woah, it's hot in here!"

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Valanda gasps and tenses up.

Half a second later he relaxes. "Are you my Link or just an alt?"

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"Alt? I'm Liane Hunter, New Cities Preparation Corps. Or I was. I don't think the Corps exists anymore." She shuts the door. "It's good to see someone alive - and warm! - down here! I thought the whole place was abandoned."

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"It probably is. Welcome to Milliways, a tiny universe consisting of a bar and some nice stuff outside. Sometimes a door magically leads here instead of wherever it's supposed to. Time is usually paused in your world when you're in here with the door closed and when you leave and shut the door behind you it'll go back to being a door to wherever it's usually a door to. I'm Valanda, governor of Ira Sani, you won't have heard of it because it's not on your planet."

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"...Huh. Didn't think magic was real, 'sides miracles. Old fairy tales of visitors from another world... Maybe this is a miracle. Nice to meet you, Mr. Governor! What's an alt, though?"

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"Sometimes there are versions of someone from different worlds. They look pretty similar and have some of their personality in common, I think. One of you is trying to save her kingdom from a very powerful thing that just wants to hurt and kill people."

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"Her kingdom... And you're a governor, are you? Hmm. Well, it certainly sounds as if that needs doing. But kings have no place in the world anymore. The frost made me realize that lords will always look after themselves and step on everyone else if they have to. Eventually everyone else gets fed up with it."

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"Step on everyone else how?"

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"By lying their asses off, making hollow promises, hoarding everything for themselves, and shooting anyone who figures it out! My family was supposed to get tickets on the evacuation ships, that was the pay for joining the preparation corps. But every day the message was, 'good progress, go to the next site' 'evacuation proceeding smoothly, go to these coordinates and pick up supplies, deliver to New Manchester' 'your family wishes you well, godspeed'. And then one day, nothing. Silence. No more supplies, no more instructions, we were just left in the cold. I found out later that the lords took all the ships for themselves, leaving in the night. Leaving all us advance teams for dead, breaking all their promises, taking the only safe refuge for themselves."

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"Do I need to kill them."

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"That would kind of defeat the point of building winterproof cities in the first place. It's done. I hate them, I'll never work for them again, but there's been enough death. Well, maybe Lord Craven, the mastermind of it all..." Sigh.

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"Want to move to Ira Sani? It's pretty cold there too but we have magic heating and I can make you immune to frostbite and the government is great. I know because I am the government."

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"No. There's - It's tempting, but my world needs me. I go around looking for survivors in the old world, and scavenging. Not many of them. I helped some folks living in basements in Edinburgh's factory district. They only lasted that long living on stockpiles of supplies that never got sent north. Showed them how to build greenhouses, fixed up an automaton and programmed it to fetch coal from a mine for them. Magic heat sounds nice. Very nice."

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"Even if you personally don't want to leave I can take some other people who are less useful for finding survivors and scavenging. Or I can open my door and shout for Saraisan and you can have a bunch of warm things that never stop being warm. And if your door opens on a room I can have her make that room warm, too. And I can make you immune to cold."

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"I'm in an empty cannery. No point heating it. But magic eternally hot things? I want those. I want lots of those. If they're hot enough, stick 'em inside a boiler, never worry about coal again. It'll help so many people. Also, immune to cold, yes."

She's dripping onto the floor as the snow on her clothes melts, now.

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"They can be whatever temperature you want! They can be like candles or just warm enough to hang onto while you sleep or, well, they can be cold too but you seem like you have enough cold. Have you got the things you want heated or do I need to tell Saraisan to round up some rocks?"

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"Uhh, metal things with lots of surface area, finned cylinders maybe, would work best for boiler-fuel? Rocks are better than nothing. I'll want them candle-hot or hotter. I'll need a box that stays cold to move them safely, I guess. I don't know what you or Saraisan might want for pay..."

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