Yes, and the following morning

The following morning, the two girls awoke in Alisha’s room at the Raging Unicorn, both of them coated in a mixture of sweat, cum and oil, as they had left the Grand Finale at Zhanna’s without bothering to get cleaned off.
“Gods, what a night!” Alisha thought of all the things she had done the previous night, and tried to keep track of how many men she had sex with, loosing count somewhere round 200.
“Yeah, I feel well-fucked!”
“How much gold do we have after last night Silk?”
“Uh…” Silk began to count the impressive amount of gold that had they had piled up on a table in Alisha’s room. “We’ve got exactly 507 gold crowns after last night.”
“Ha-ha! Let’s head down to the academy and pay that Gyrtax fellow!”
Said and done, the two women cleaned off, fucking the wenches supplying the tub and the water, and got dressed, before heading for the Magical Academy.
Having arrived there, the two women paid Gyrtax the princely sum of 500 golden crowns, and waited while he prepared the ritual.
“I suppose that I should give you a second warning, this is the cheaper version, and I can’t guarantee that you end up at the location in question, or that you’ll be in the same place.”
“Yes, we know!” Alisha answered impatiently, cursing the lack of speed among most members of the mages’ breed.
“Uh, what is the location in question exactly?” The more level-headed Silk asked Gyrtax.
“The Halls of Magic in the fair city of Kithara, where our colleagues reside.”
“Right, then I suppose that the two of us should agree to rendezvous in Kithara should we become separated.” Silk said, looking at Alisha.
“Alright, but let’s get this show moving!” Alisha replied, eager to take up the chase after that vicious vampire-bitch that had killed her boy-toy.
“Okay, but don’t say that I didn’t warn you!” Gyrtax said, and mixed some of the potions placed before him, uttering a few phrases in some foreign tongue, and then Alisha and Silk disappeared, the only thing remaining were they had stood just seconds being two puffs of smoke, that was quickly dispersing.
“Are they gone?” A voice asked from within a closet in Gyrtax office.
“Yes, Grand Wizard and Lector, they are gone now.”
“Thank heavens!” The Grand Wizard and Lector of the Magical Academy in Gordor stepped out onto the floor, the GWLMAG was an old man of substantial width, and a smile could be seen through his rather unkempt beard.
“I never dreamed that we would one day be rid of that Silk girl! Let us celebrate!” the GWLMAG exclaimed, dancing a few steps in joy and relief.
Alisha and Silk meanwhile, had just arrived in Far Kara, but together or one by one?
And are they in the right place?