What Massha had reminded me of, though it shouldn’t have been necessary, is that we were now on Perv, their home dimension, and instead of an occasional encounter we would be dealing with them almost exclusively. As I said I should have realized it, but after years of hearing about Perv, it was taking a while for it to sink in that I was actually there.
Of course, there was no way we could be mistaken for natives. The locals here had green scales, yellow eyes, and pointed teeth, while Massha and I looked . . . well, normal. In some way, I think it goes to show how unsettling the Pervects look when I say that, by comparison, Massha looks normal.
However, Massha was correct in pointing out that if I hoped to get any degree of cooperation from the locals, I was going to have to utilize a disguise spell to blend with them. Closing my eyes, I got to work.
The disguise spell was one of the first spells I learned, and I’ve always had complete confidence in it . . . after the first few times I used it, that is. For those who are interested in technical details, it’s sort of a blend of illusion and mind control. Simply put, if you can convince yourself that you look different, others will see it as well. That may sound complicated, but it’s really very simple and easy to learn. Actors have been using it for centuries. Anyway, it’s quite easy, and in no time at all my disguise was in place and I was ready to face Perv as a native.
“Nice work, Spell-slinger,” Massha drawled with deceptive casualness. “But there’s one minor detail you’ve over looked.”