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[spellcollect]

[ Frieren's mind opens up; as before, on the surface it's a calm, smooth pond. She's not quite used to this, so the connection (at first) is a touch tentative and then as she feels her way forward it opens more until she thinks she's finally ready. ]

I have a question for all of you. And you may consider it a simple matter of curiosity; I won't take offense at being ignored.

[ There's a pause, as if she's collecting her thoughts. ]

How many of you are long-lived species? Or long-lived by virtue of who you are? My kind are rare, even in my world, so I can't assume others will be particularly more common here, at the end of the universe.

[ It's an open question. ]

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[spellcollect]

No, it's quite alright. We're all strangers from different places.

[ She pauses and after a moment: ]

You may call me Frieren. You are?

[sheezit]

I'm Shez! It's nice to meet you, Frieren. [ No-last-name buddy? Hell yeah! ]

Now, about meeting up in person, how do you wanna do this? Can you make it to Skysong? Or maybe old Springstar would be easier?

[ A not too covert way to check whether she's a Meri or Zenite. ]

[spellcollect]

[ No last names! ]

Skysong might be difficult.

[ Question answered. ]

Old Springstar would be suitable, I think.

[sheezit]

Gotcha.

[ Ah. Awkward, but manageable. ]

Since the area is more neutral, you shouldn't have too much trouble navigating the place-- as long as you avoid the shadier people, too. No reason to get into trouble if we can help it, right?

[ It's also a bit of a safety concern, but he figures Frieren shouldn't be that helpless if she's got spells to use... ]

[spellcollect]

Of course. I think I can handle myself, though.

[ She's got her magic. ]

No one has bothered me so far, anyway.