[continued from from cheliax with love]

The obvious person to send to Valia is the paladin Feilu Tauler, the only well-catechized Iomedaen he knows her to have ever spoken to. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability to find both of them without spending an hour on a scry or happening to notice one of them while flying over the city. Valia Wain could well be dead in an hour, so he doesn't do that.

Tauler's friend, the count of Gandisa, is, however, quite visible, flying alongside the Archduke of Sirmium, who is riding a gryphon that can be seen (and heard) from anywhere in the city. He flies in their direction, already casting a Discern Location (silent, so he can still carry on a conversation while doing it).

"Excuse me, gentlemen!" he shouts when he's close enough to be heard. His face won't be familiar to them, but he's visibly a very powerful wizard and he wears, openly now, the badge that identifies him as affiliated with Lastwall but not in their formal command structure. "I'm looking for Ser Tauler; have you seen him?"

"We left him an hour ago," says Xavier, who hasn't yet figured out who he is. 

Joan-Pau makes a lightning calculation related to Lastwall's number of wizards with Overland Flight who are Lastwall affiliated enough to be look for Feliu (he thinks four) and which of them would say 'gentlemen' and concludes that he is probably dealing with quite a big fish indeed. "He's trying to talk the rioters down."

"I'm from Lastwall," he clarifies, in case they don't recognize the badge. "I was warned that Select Wain is probably in danger, and I'm trying to get her off the streets for her own safety. I know she was acquainted with Ser Tauler, but if he's not available, I'd at least like someone with me who's—authorized to enforce the laws of Cheliax, if she doesn't come voluntarily. She's not in the Church hierarchy, so this is—messy, and I don't want to make it messier by taking unilateral action."

Yes, of course he recognized the badge, he can recognize the insignia of every country in Avistan and most of the ones outside it, and Lastwall's shield-pattern is clear. "I understand." Lastwall wants to put her under protective custody without breaking the laws. "Joan-Pau, can you -"

"At seventh."

So no impossible nonsense tricks today. Gotcha. "We can look." One man, in a city, is not going to be easy to find.

"I can cast spells at seventh, though if you're thinking of a Limited Wish I don't have the diamond and don't think it worth the cost of one in expectation," he says. "I do have a Sending prepared; I don't want to spend another ten minutes but it's not that likely she'll die in the span of them."

(The Discern Location completes.)

Valia Wain is in a nearby temple of Abadar, stabilizing the dying. She's not sure it's helping much because the Abadarans are arresting them all and it seems like they're more like bank robbers than freedom fighters and will probably hang - (the freedom fighters might too) - but she gets them all. Walks out of the temple and down the street, touching everyone crumpled or trampled or moaning in the gutters.

"I've located her, she's at the temple of Abadar in the Rego Laina." It's not far enough away to be worth a teleport when they can all fly and he needs to spend ten minutes casting a Sending anyway. "I'm starting the Sending now—Archduke, can you pick Ser Tauler up when we locate him?"

The rain is torrential now; it's not likely mobs will continue to be a problem much longer, but that doesn't rule out well-equipped survivors of the mobs deciding to go after Valia in spite of the weather.

The rain is slowing Valia down because she now needs to haul people out of the gutters or they'll drown. What awful awful luck, for it to storm like this just now. 

Skybreaker is very unhappy with this weather! "I'll need to find shelter for Skybreaker," he says. "Joan-Pau -"

"I'll talk to Valia."

He reconsiders a moment, then—"Actually, Archduke, if your mount can't fly in the rain then we probably ought to get her now and have Tauler meet us as soon as possible. You're in charge here, though." Officially, for all that, in practice, Jean is commanding this operation—he really shouldn't be.

Xavier really doesn't think he adds anything to Joan-Pau approaching as a friend of Feliu's, but he admits that he does look more paladinic.

"Let's go."

... Yeah, the odds that this is Lastwall's demiarchmage are just going up and up and up. He'll fly with Xavier.

Valia is not particularly strong and hauling men out of the gutters requires slipping underneath them and then using her whole body to pull them up. It feels indecent and it's exhausting. She's only bothering with the ones that are still breathing and that's still quite a few of them.

They spot Valia from the air and land a block away. He hangs back and continues casting the Sending.

Joan-Pau drops down, lends her a hand. He's as strong as the average man who got a full meal every day of his life. "Delegate Wain?"

Xavier is also going to hop off Skybreaker's back with a quick apology and start helping.

"Yes - thank you- " They'll be so much faster at it. She can go back to stabilizing people.

"Delegate Wain, I'm a friend of Feliu's. Joan-Pau Ardiaca." He thinks mentioning being a count is currently irrelevant; she isn't the sort of person who cares much about that.

Why are we doing introductions. Is it really the time for that. She's just going to keep walking down the street pointing out the people who are breathing to the men who are competent to get them out of the gutters. "Nice to meet you," she says, which is truthful only because they are stronger than she is.

- You know what, Xavier is making an executive decision. "Joan-Pau, handle this. I'm getting help." He gets back on Skybreaker and takes off, demonstrating that a gryphon may not be as fast on the ground as in the air but they sure are fast.

"We're here to get you safety," he says,