Now there is an extra person but he's not participating in the heated discussion at all!

As people notice him, they mostly shut up.

One of them doesn't. He asks Blai a question in some language or other.

"I speak Chelish, Common Taldane, and," is this the Summerlands, are they going to judge him, does he need to worry about if he is already in the Summerlands, "Infernal."

A new and different and slightly less heated discussion is eventually resolved by the person who asked the question giving some kind of order, which results in these people attempting to surround Blai in an approximate circle. Some of them run off to summon others of the same apparent ethnicity and similar clothing styles to join the circle.

THAT IS UNREASONABLY TERRIFYING WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT he will hold very still.

They perform a short ritual.

Now he speaks another language.

Oh, well, just goes to show that listening to one's feelings about anything ever is stupid, good thing he didn't accidentally do that. "- thank you. Hello. Where am I, please?"

"In our camp. Near Tassen and Neth. Do you have any idea what you're doing here?"

"I'm afraid not, I was ambushed by a monster and right now couldn't even tell you for certain if I'm alive or not."

"You seem alive to me. What do you mean, a monster?"

"This particular monster looked like a gigantic snake with a full length mirror for a face."

"Wow. I don't have any idea who would make someone into that."

"I hadn't been speculating on its origins but I would have imagined it to have mirror snake parents. I suppose a wizard could have created it."

"...You don't figure a god warped someone into that for fun?"

"It would not be among my top guesses, no."

"Huh. Where'd you come from?"

"I was in Cheliax on my way to Westcrown."

"Do you know where that is relative to Tassen or Neth or Acarthen or the land of the gods?"

"I haven't heard of any of the first three and understand gods to live in lots of different places."

"Then I don’t know how to send you home unless someone comes to get you. Are you wearing or carrying anything from your god?"

"From Her? No."

"So, nothing she could use to find you to bring you home?" (This does not strike most of these people as plausible.)

"I'm not powerful enough to cast a Plane Shift."

"What?"

"I suppose She could send someone to bring me home who was themselves powerful enough to do that but if anyone is going to come and get me it would probably be one of the archmages who recently conquered my country and invited me to its constitutional convention, I don't think I warrant divine intervention beyond the normal complement of spells."