"Named-Rank" is an official rank of adventurers; it goes from Bronze to Silver to Gold to Named. There's contention whether it's because they have name recognition, or about the cool title that gets appended, like "Gazi the Omniscient", or "Saliss of Lights"... Gazi is technically not considered Named Rank in Izril anymore because the Guilds blacklisted her. Or maybe she's blacklisted but still has her rank? Nobody is sure.

They would love to do an interview and publish about it! She'll set up an appointment?

That is the customary way to get a block of Blai's time, yes, he appreciates the courtesy.

The interviewer will arrive on time with an assistant, if Blai permits, to take a transcript.

"So! There's been a lot of wild rumors going around about you. Just to set the stage, do you want to summarize who you are, where you're from, and what you do? I've actually had a hard time pinning down which of the stories are true."

"I'm Select Blai Artigas. Select is a title for the type of cleric I am; a cleric is a kind of spellcaster particularly advantaged at healing. I am from a place called Golarion on a plane we call the Material; in the Material plane the land and sea and air don't go on forever but is organized into spheres that travel through void, so large that they can seem flat from their surfaces, and Golarion is one of those spheres."

"I... well." She scratches her nose. "I did hear that you were from another 'plane', but I didn't credit it, if I'm being honest! Huh! I'm so curious about a lot of that, but I'm supposed to be taking notes about Chandrar today... let's put a pin in that, don't we." She rifles through her notes.

"So you showed up in Liscor mid-autumn, early Velesch, is that right? A teleportation accident? And you started your business healing, here. Has that always been your profession?"

"Specifically I was attacked by a monster that transported me; it looked like a snake with a large mirror for a face but I was not previously familiar with the species. Healing has always featured in my professional responsibilities but my primary role for most of my career has been military and I was before the time of my departure from the border we were holding in command of a fortress."

"A military commander! How exciting." The interviewer is sitting more straight now. "How many years of service do you have? Has the change of pace been treating you well? Before you got kidnapped, that is."

"About twenty. I was on my way to serve in a political office relating to the recent change of regime in my country, they wanted clerics for it among others, and the travel was fine except for the mirror snake and I found Liscor hospitable."

"Twenty! You're a proper veteran, then, I don't think most of Liscor's army commanders have twenty years of experience, even. And a regime change—revolution, coup, conquest, should I be offering condolences? And I'm sorry, I don't know if you're the type of person who says 'hospitable' and means simply that, or if it's damning by faint praise... I won't take offense, it's been a rough few months for the city."

"I think the years may be different lengths; ours are 365 days. It was conquest by a party of archmages. I mean 'hospitable' positively."

"How strange. That would be... fifteen of our years? That's still quite a lot." And conquest is usually a condolences situation, but Blai's not raring to opine on it, and apparently he's getting political office out of it, so the interviewer is just going to let that go. "And good to know that Liscor agrees with you."

A bit of twiddling her pen as she considers, then:

"So to summarize, you're from another world where people live in great spheres that travel through an endless void, and you were a veteran border fortress commander defending your country from... other spheres? When a party of Archmages conquered your country, you were recalled to serve political office, but were assailed by a strange snake with a mirror for a face, which transported you involuntarily to the vicinity of Liscor. You are a [Cleric] by class, a spellcasting type specialized in mass magical healing, unknown in our lands, so you began vending healing to... is there a specific goal you're saving for, like commissioning a way to get back?"

"On. On the great spheres. - people do also live in them but humans live on them. The sphere is large enough to have many countries; we do not have routine contact with any other spheres in the same plane - but my border was actually containing the effects of a portal to another plane, the Abyss, in which an infinite number of Chaotic Evil outsiders dwell. I don't have a specific savings goal, I'm not aware of a way for anyone here to transport me home, although I should be able to do it myself if I manage to... level up enough. 'Level up' is not exact as a translation, if you want more specificity."

She corrects her notes.

"Chaotic evil outsiders... I am terribly curious, but I'm afraid that if we get distracted we'll never get on track. But just as a quick note, do you have a name for these outsiders?"

"In my language 'demons'."

"'Demons'," she repeats, accented, and writes it down.

"So the whole business with your sojourn in Chandrar, if you'll forgive the wording, I'm not sure how to describe it—it started with Gazi Pathseeker, yes? A Named Adventurer, servant of the King of Destruction, most famous in Chandrar, but a lot of people here have heard of her too. Did you know of her? When did you first meet her? Or does the story start even earlier?"

"I think I had heard her name before, though I can't recall for certain, but the first time I met her was when she broke into my home to abduct me in the night."

She sucks in air through her mouth. "That must have been unpleasant. Had anything like that happened to you before? How did you respond?"

"Demons sometimes made it inside the fortress but none of them were ever specifically in my bedroom rifling through my possessions while I was sleeping during my time at the Worldwound border. I told her to come back later and make an appointment. This did not work at all, of course, and the situation escalated to violence, with Klbkch and Xrn - I don't know how they found out what was going on - entering the situation in my defense."

The interviewer is pretty surprised. "—had you met them before? Klbkch and Xrn, I mean."

"Yes, they were both curious about clerics and my world and approached me to talk. During my normal operating hours. Without breaking into my house."

Sore spot noted. Entirely fair, to be honest.

"Was that what Gazi wanted to you? Talk to you about clerics? That is excessive... ah, rewind a bit: so Klbkch and Xrn, they were on the scene immediately? Before an alarm was raised to the Watch?"

"The timeline is a little hard to remember confidently and I do not know how they became aware of the situation. Gazi wanted me to consult on a health problem her king was suffering."

Reports were that the building had exploded before anyone from the Watch even realized something was going on!

"Do you know what the problem was? I hear you can cure blindness and crippled limbs, but surely the King of Destruction would have been able to source a... Potion of Regeneration, or something, when all of Chandrar was under his thumb." She actually has no idea how hard that is.

"I was told he'd been unconscious for a couple of decades."

"That's the official story, I think, but no one is really sure what that actually means—people don't just go into a coma for decades at a time, right?" She shrugs. "But so Gazi wanted you to heal her King, and broke into your house, got in a fight with Klbkch and Xrn, and—she won?" Against the Small Queen and the Slayer? "Or escaped?"