"This may be tricky, since the magician who told me of her died some decades ago. Still, I do have fey acquaintances, and she is a noblewoman, and an introduction is a much less perilous favor to ask than to greatly empower a human with unfamiliar magic..."

"Okay."

"Would you rather come with me, or continue to examine this forest while I arrange things?"

"I'd like to stay in the forest. I like this forest."

"It's a nice forest."

teleport!

Forest forest forest.

There is a poppy that releases an overwhelming soporific if plucked and several fungi that are actually not magic at all and a tree bearing a fruit that, if you touch it for long enough without plucking it, will adjust its nutrient content to perfectly match your body's needs at the moment.

What a fascinating fruit. Riya does not want to become the sort of thing that makes fruits, but if she did, she would want to make that fruit.

Well theoretically she could just take the nutrition part and have her body's biochemistry adjust to meet the nutritional needs of anyone who touched her for long enough but that is a significantly worse idea than becoming the sort of thing that makes fruits.

That would be terrible. She will not do that.

...She wonders if she could turn it around so that whatever food she touches becomes just the sort of thing she should eat. She'd need a unicorn, possibly. And an optionalizer. And possibly something else too but she isn't even sure what.

Well, the magic stays on the fruits when they're picked, it just goes dormant, so if she wanted to she could pick some fruits and take them with her.

It takes her a little more time to theorize that they might do that, but once she thinks of it, she picks a fruit. And then picks several more fruits, just in case. Many fruits.

And then Kanimir is back. He raises an eyebrow at the fruits.

"They have an interesting magic," she explains. "And they keep it if I pick them. So I want to carry them around in case I can use it for something later."

"Ah. That makes sense. Would you like me to carry them for you?" He's been pulling his crystals and stuff from places that are unlikely to contain that volume of crystal, so he probably has some kind of extradimensional storage space. Also: his pockets are really definitely extradimensional storage space.

"Yes, please," says Riya.

He murmurs little flickers of preservation spells over each of them so they don't squish each other and turn his pockets into a gooey mess and sticks them inside.

"Did you find out about talking to a person?"

"I talked to multiple persons, including the fairy noblewoman I had been hoping to be introduced to subsequent to someone who was able to introduce me to her. It is fortunate that we did not attempt to visit her uninvited; she now lives in an area completely different from the one she had been when I became aware of her."

"Oh. Well, can we visit her now?"

"Yes. However, she is actually relatively busy at the moment, and has acquired a daughter in the intervening decades, and has suggested that we solicit her child's assistance with this project instead of requiring her to take time from her duties."

"That makes sense..."

"Shall we go, then?"

Nod nod.

Teleport!

...In this new place, there is an enormous dome overhead, so clear that it might be difficult to tell it was there at this distance if it weren't magical. The magic keeps the heat in, basically; it's dreadfully cold outside. Inside is a similarly magically lush environment to the forest, if somewhat more cultivated and less random. No escaped assassin snakes here.