At the very beginning of the Majesty's Jaunt

[bigbookofd]

This is Ringabel, and I seem to be quite myself. Who else is in possession of their true memories?

I've found myself outside of the curtain wall of a castle on a floating isle. I smell brimstone and saltpeter, and there's a fleet of airships here coming from the direction of the rising sun.

Yet we're among cheering and laughing children barely old enough to lift a sword, and the mood is jovial. What have we stepped into this time?

I'd like to know what I can so as to avoid drawing undue attention to myself. Fortunately, a Black Mage's robes seem to be in fashionable style here, so my first mistake was not fatal.

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[bigbookofd]

White magic, mine might call it. Very useful.

Well, this place is swimming with magic, so healing arts might be something you can claim to study. Wait to try it until we can confirm the nature of magic here.

[wolvering]

I've picked up a few other magics too. I can heal people with singing, although it's very tiring, and I've expanded my herblore quite a bit! Then there's a bit of Ashina witchcraft I remembered after Sarmatia the second time, and I guess I'm still Sylph of Space, but I have no idea what those powers actually do. Oh, and I can brew the Forestfolk potions from Yensid! So I should be able to fit in somehow, once we determine what magic is like here.

Now, who to ask without giving ourselves away...

[bigbookofd]

Thorne and Dakki, as a start.

It's good that your healing arts are literally healing arts, for I gather that artistry is a prerequisite to magic here. Keep that in mind in your investigations.

[wolvering]

Then I might have to play a trick if I need to heal any beasts. That's not art, exactly.

[Thoughtfully.] I suppose I could play at being a 'prentice Bard without inciting too much ire from the god of music. For right now it's the most art I believe I can call upon. I'm no sculptor or painter or dancer.

[She doesn't have a concept of 'cooking' or 'clothes' as an art form.]