Some point between the end of Better off Alone and the beginning of Necrosis
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"Okay, final offer: twenty platinum, these sapphires, and this enchanted sword."
"Lady I don't know how much clearer I can be, I don't want the sword. It adds no value to the deal."
"It's a good sword!"
"I ain't gonna be able to sell a pixie sword! By the time I even find a buyer, it'll have fallen behind a shelf, I'll never fuckin' see the thing again. Twenty-five and the gems."
"Gods damn it." Lunaeris whined. "Twenty-five and no gems."
"Twenty-five and the gems." The shopkeeper insisted.
"Twenty-two and the gems and you take the sword."
"Fine."
Lunaeris admired the new ring on her finger as she and Kallixenia strolled through the markets. "This is really going to take my pyromancy to the next level, I can't believe it was just gathering dust!"
"I guess it's not very well known outside of pyromancer circles? I've certainly never heard of a, uh..."
"An Inverted Psycho-Arcane Inhibitor!"
"Yes." The paladin said, nodding. "A that."
"Okay-" Lunaeris said, preparing to launch into an excited ramble. "You know how I had a little bit of a breakdown and melted the throne room when I saw the demon king? So a Psycho-Arcane Inhibitor is essentially an item that stops that from happening. It blocks the pathway through which intense negative emotion becomes fuel for pyromancy. It's really only useful over a generic anti-magic enchantment in specific circumstances where you have a volatile pyromancer that you for some reason need to still allow other arcane magics." She shrugged. "Like say you're a wizard with a jumpy apprentice."
"Okay, and this helps..?"
"Well this is an Inverted Psycho-Arcane Inhibitor, so it does the opposite of that."
Kallixenia made a face, the face she made when she didn't want to upset her wife but had concerns about her decision-making.
"The opposite of that, beloved?"
"Not the opposite like that." Lunaeris huffed, gesturing at herself. "Do you see any uncontrolled fires? No, it- It doesn't force your emotions down the pathway, it just- Widens it! So any strong emotion can power my pyromancies!"
"Oh!" Kallixenia chirped, relaxing. "That is a good find!"
"I should think so!" Lunaeris said, taking her wife by the arm and nuzzling into her side. "I haven't been able to cast a good blistering howl in ages, with how happy somebody is keeping me."
Kallixenia hummed happily and lifted Lunaeris up to kiss her.
"So why are they so uncommon?" She asked as she set her back down. "It sounds incredibly useful."
"Oh, well you see, around 600 years ago-
It took three weeks for Lunaeris to forget to take the ring off.
"The lady is beset upon by demons, I'm afraid." Kallixenia explained, half-truly, to a very irate innkeeper. "Usually not bold enough to attack her in the cities, but, well-"
She gestured at the burnt husk of the inn, at her wife bundled and shivering in a singed blanket.
"We will of course cover the expenses, ah, my lady, if you would-"
Kallixenia produced a piece of paper, which Lunaeris passed a shaking hand over to inscribe upon it a seal that verified its royal origin.
"-thank you. Sir, I'm explaining what occurred in this missive, if you take it to a representative of the Crown they'll pay to repair your inn, as well as a generous sum to show our apologies." She said, writing on the page before handing it to the furious dwarf.
The innkeeper looked it over, and looked them over, and grumbled a bit under his breath before wandering off to find somewhere he could collect on that. Kallixenia took a knee next to Lunaeris and brushed a hand through her hair.
"Lunaeris-"
"I would very much like to not be here anymore." Lunaeris hissed, mortified. "In my bag, there's-"
"Yes, on it."
Kallixenia rummaged through Lunaeris' collection of trinkets and pulled out a miniature wooden door, which promptly grew into a full sized door that she guided her wife through, the two of them and the door itself vanishing as it closed.
"Knew I kept this thing for a reason." Sighed Lunaeris, who had previously insisted that magical lodging was inauthentic and ruined half the fun of adventuring, as she slumped against the wall of their conjured cabin.
"Are you alright, beloved?"
"I am now. But being in public any longer would have-" Lunaeris swallowed hard, ears twitching. "You recall that when my spells misfire, the, the emotional feedback-"
"...Ah." Kallixenia said, blushing.
"Yeah. And so, what with the inverted inhibitor, and me trying not to accidentally incinerate you in the throes of passion-" She took a deep breath, her legs shaking. "Well, I'm not shivering from the cold, I'll tell you that."
"I'm so sorry, Princess."
"Hah!" Lunaeris laughed sharply. "You don't look sorry."
Kallixenia covered her face, hiding the small grin she was failing to suppress.
"I- Well- It's- I do feel bad for that innkeeper." She said. "But this is rather flattering, for me, you have to admit."
"Well, I'm glad you're having fun. I on the other hand am going to be double checking I'm not about to fry you every time we touch for the next century."
"Nooo, beloved, please don't worry for me." Kallixenia said, drawing Lunaeris into a hug. "You're right, it's not amusing, I truly am sorry."
"You are still smiling! I can hear it in your voice!"
"It's- I- I'm smiling about something else." Kallixenia lied.
