She appears above a bit of frozen wasteland. She falls, conscious but without making a peep, to the ground, and breaks a few more bones.
She lies there.
She appears above a bit of frozen wasteland. She falls, conscious but without making a peep, to the ground, and breaks a few more bones.
She lies there.
"I might take all afternoon, I don't know where the good plants are away from my original tree."
Nod. “I do have significant range on Mindspeech. If we wanted to avoid being conspicuous, I could just poke my head through every candlemark and check if you are all right, and only send a search party through if I cannot reach you.”
"Sure, I won't be going too far in any one direction. Though you'll want a search party that can handle the drop - Fetchers, I guess?"
Someone waits in the Work Room, watching the open Gate in case any of the locals fly too close to it.
Leareth pokes his head in every candlemark and checks on Promise via Mindspeech.
Promise is not herself a Mindspeaker but replies insofar as she can that she is doing fine, finding good seeds, met another fairy without incident, nearly done. Comes back after five candlemarks with her bag full.
"Congratulations!" the mage watching the Gate tells her, cheerfully. "Got everything you needed?"
"Yep. Uh, you might want to have Sunspring come by and rescind all my orders in case I got sneakily gotten, though I did not." She shuts the gate.
"Thanks. Sorry, I should have thought of that before I left, if I'd been caught by anyone remotely clever they wouldn't have let me suggest it after."
"One of us should have thought of it too, probably. Anyway, I am glad it was successful. Do you need any help setting up the garden?"
Then they can watch her circle her tree, marking out plots with lights, warming the plots with sorcery, and pressing seeds into the ground once it's nice and melty in there, and forcing each in turn to sprout. She has enough different kinds that she doesn't get farther than that on any of them.
They are suitably impressed and curiously watch her process with various Othersenses. Someone asks what the various kinds of plants are.
Some of them she doesn't have names for, just tasted while she was out and about, but some of them do - goldberry, sawleaf, bowlmelon, soft pepper, hotherb.
Someone takes notes on the plant-names, more for fun than because they expect it to become relevant. Leaf and Sapphire are interested in sampling all of them once they're grown enough to have whatever the edible parts are.
Some of the plants are actually for making fiber with but she can make samplers of everything else no problem.
Most of Leareth's staff need to drag themselves away and go do their actual jobs, but Sapphire comes up again with supper at the appropriate time. "Wow!" she breathes. "This is going to be so beautiful once you're done. Will the plants survive the cold even if you have to travel for a bit or something?"