[x] Focus your efforts on the Spell of Detect Scrying. There's no way you're stopping a scrying spell that powerful, so it's best you find out who's on the other end, and ready a proper greeting.
The presence you sense behind this spell is strong enough that you miss a step and almost trip over your own feet. It's a good thing you were just walking, rather than running or ki-boosting your way across the dry plain, or you'd have pulled a faceplant for sure. As it is, you're able to stagger to an ungraceful but painless stop, even with the bulk of your conscious effort being directed into trying to discern who or what is looking at you this time. Focusing on your Spell of Detect Scrying, you reach out...
...and feel your probe pushed aside by the defenses of the mind on the other end of the scrying magic. There's no force in it, no sense of hostility or even effort; Din, you're not sure if the caster even noticed what you were trying to do. It was like you were holding out a leaf during a gust of wind - it was just pulled from your grasp and swept away.
A moment later, you feel your Spell of Nondetection brushed aside in much the same manner.
"There you are," says a voice that sounds like a young woman's, coming from all about you.
Briar perks up, and you swear you can feel her waving. "Hi, Mom!"
"Don't you 'hi, Mom' me, little sprite. You up and vanish for a decade, you don't call or visit, and then when I finally get a message, you disappear again and go under an anti-scrying spell!"
"Hey, none of that was my fault!"
"I'm sure," the voice you presume to be Navi replies, in that tone you've heard your own mother use when she just isn't buying whatever story you're trying to spin. You don't hear it often, but it's fairly memorable.
"It isn't!" Briar protests. "Alex, tell her!"
You glance down at your fairy companion, who wordlessly gestures towards more or less empty space, where you can sense the focal point of whatever scrying magic her mother is using.
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