[How Sprezzatura got here, well, that's up to her. There's enough interdimensional bullshit going around, and she's a DnD, surely she can narrow things down to Quincy's rough location.

But "rough location" is, unfortunately, a dense forest teeming with life and magical energy and colorful beasties. And poachers. And traps for poachers.

That is to say that Sprezzatura, bless her heart, is getting hoisted aloft and dangled from a high branch by a (well-made!) rope around her ankle. Yay.]