This is a city, if your standards for "city" don't require skyscrapers, electricity, or plumbing. She's landed on a side street; to her left, the crosswise thoroughfare has people hollering about their things for sale, people hurrying on foot and poking along on horseback to get here and there, storefronts and apartments in two and three story structures. The street she's standing on is quieter, houses and less customer-facing businesses, though it has its share of spillover traffic; she has not yet been noticed, by that fellow leading a goat or that woman with a basket of laundry or that family all holding hands so as not to lose each other. It's a cool day, a little misty.
She floats DZ into the air, and then one guard, and then the other, and then gently returns all three to the ground.
"Her magic is a different kind from yours here, Sir, it doesn't have a color. She can do more than one thing, too." This is punctuated by a crackle of lightning playing along Deskyl's hand and arm.
Deskyl considers this for a long moment.
"She might be able to fix your mages, if she has time to study them. From how their magic tears them apart."
"Her kind of magic is learned, and it's possible to develop new techniques. She'll need to see how your kind of magic works - except for the mages who are just sick; she says she can just heal those and they'll be fine until they do more magic."
Deskyl sits cross-legged on the ground and closes her eyes.
"Most of her magic is stronger the stronger her feelings are, but for healing she needs to be calm," DZ explains.
"She was injured by another mage, the same kind that she is. We expect her to recover, but we don't know how long it will take."
"No sir, there's no magic involved. The place we're from knows how to make a lot of things you don't have here. Deskyl might explain some of it to you; she's going to need to make something to make the thing I need instead of food."
"Yes, sir. Metal can't move by itself, but if you make it the right way, you can use something to make it move. I don't know if you have a word for it."
"Hello, Ma'am. I'm DZ and this is Tse Deskyl; we're from very far away and her magic works very differently from yours."