[ She's quiet a moment, a little taken aback by Jaskier's words. She's never had someone call her artes 'wonderful' before - even she never uses that word to explain or describe them, so long used to keeping them under wraps, to never mentioning them.

Maybe that's what they're supposed to be. Not just fated to be known as the core tools of pain and fear in the hands of her enemies. ]

I've never seen one. I don't know if that's a power that astral energy would provide to me. But if I ever meet one of these mages who can make portals, I'll have to ask them how they do it.

[ It's likely complicated in some fashion, but Rinwell has never been afraid to learn!

Hootle, meanwhile, puffs happily where he sits in front of Jaskier, leaning back into the man a bit so he doesn't lose his balance while they're on the move. Trotting is bouncy, and faster speeds? Well, even he enjoys them, if only because Rinwell does. Both bird and girl keep an eye on the path taken once they leave the main road, all the better to memorise where they're going for a future "later". ]

When did you find the place we're going to? Do many people use it?