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Vakt follows the way of Kofusachi, as she has for her entire life.
It's not always easy, but it's important. And, having been blessed with His powers, she wants to make the most of them in this life, wants to spread the joy and prosperity that she and her God both value.
These days, she wanders from place to place, healing and helping people with their problems, bringing prosperity and joy into their lives. It's... fulfilling.
After her morning channel, she notices someone glancing her with I have a concerning problem, but can I really bother this powerful adventurer about it? body language. She'll give them an encouraging smile.
"Ah, Chosen, if it's not too far out of your way, there's a cleared out dungeon in the woods north of here, quite safe and empty unless things move in, but my son was checking if anything had and there was a room he hadn't seen before opened up..."
"It's not too much trouble," she reassures. "How far north?"
(Vakt doesn't love being called Chosen, but the Taldane translation she knows for her title overlaps with the one the Desnans use, so she tends to be conservative when correcting people.)
"That's fine," she says, still smiling. "I have some people to help this morning," (mostly with specialized healing) "but I can go check it out in an hour or two."
A hike through the woods is a good opportunity to practice mindfulness and keeping her focus on the beauty of the material world as opposed to letting it wander into unproductive mires. (She has had plenty such practice already, but more won't hurt.)
Before too long, she's at the dungeon, which she inspects with keen eyes and also Detect Magic.
The door to the new room has the faintest traces, like something concealing the space wore off recently and is dissipating. Beyond, though, is a circular room, with a design etched onto the floor that is mostly filled in with sand, and a pile of extra black sand near the empty line segment. It might be calligraphy in a weird Azlanti dialect, some of the markings. None of this is magical at all.
...Huh.
Vakt doesn't know what to make of this, but the fact that it's entirely non-magical means it's almost certainly harmless.
...she can't ask Uma about it via Sending, because you can't transmit a diagram in 25 words or less, but she can sketch it and ask via Dream later, if she wants.
Journal retrieved, she walks through the room to get into a good position to draw from.
Her cloak brushes the pile of nonmagical black sand into the nonmagical grooves on the floor.
Magic flares with a terrific brightness.
Her adventuring-reflexes have not been worn away by time; she's casting as soon as she processes the fiend's appearance.
Bestow Curs-
This effectively disrupts her ability to cast spells! It's also excruciatingly painful.
Air blooms into existence, and a moment later so does light. The fiend is still there, the light is drifting away from him - no, it's tethered to his belt loop? - the air isn't coming from anywhere in particular and it's pretty windy in all directions away from the two of them, but it's livable. "Are you okay?"
(She recovers very quickly for someone who was just exposed to vacuum!)
She attempts to take several steps backwards from the fiend with unknown (but clearly dangerous!) abilities, and then realizes she can't, due to the lack of ground.
...the fiend looks about as surprised and confused as she feels, though, and it's speaking Celestial - Celestial with a Tianji accent, even, which is - a pretty confusing thing to do, actually? (And if this were a trap, why let her breathe?)
She keeps her guard up. Looks and fiends can be deceiving - she's very good at reading people, but there are people out there who are better at lying.
"Where are we?"
"I was going to ask you! One second we were in a room with gravity, and now we're here, looks like deep space or something?"
...Vakt will inspect her new environment while she keeps the fiend(?) in her field of view.
???
"...it doesn't look like anything to me," she admits. Her limited planar knowledge is not helping her here at all (she wishes-)
"Right, I could put the light out and we'd be able to see if there were stars better but then I couldn't see you and you might drift out of the air zone."
She peers at him for a few moments and then sighs. "I don't know where we are. I was in northwestern Avistan when you teleported on top of me."
"...Avistan is the smaller of the two the continents that directly borders the crown of the world. We're speaking Celestial. How did you learn it?"
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