"Oh no! That's where that nice delegate we met? Aina? was staying?" 

She sighs. "Yes."

She looks at the papers in front of her, and then at Tillia. Priorities. "Do you want to scry for her?"

(An hour later, they're in a carriage, on the way to the temple of Shelyn)

Aina has managed to catch some sleep and then spent a very tedious morning pretending that all she has ever wanted to do with her life is teach this Andoranian Shelynite all the songs she knows, since that seems to be the implied price of hospitality.

The carriage rattles to a halt outside the temple. Tillia casts a little cantrip, and soon after, a whisper arrives in Aina's ears. 

"Hi Aina- I'm outside the temple of Shelyn, and I wanted to make sure you were all right? May we see you?"

"Excuse me, my friend's outside!" Aina interrupts the Shelynite, who's come back for another round, and she pops out of the temple a moment later. "Tillia!"

Tillia pops out of the carriage, into the rain (Tillia cast Fastidiousness, Coeliaris likes the rain) and hugs Aina briefly. "Are you all right? You want to get in our carriage? It's raining..."

"Oh, please, I've been in that temple since bedtime yesterday and they have hardly any space -" Up she hops. "A mob with one of the delegates who was on a committee with me and Permira and Alonso attacked our house! Most of us scattered but I haven't seen anyone since."

"Oh, no! Why don't you come back to our apartment? We could have dinner- and-" she glances at the Professor- "if you need somewhere to stay, we have a spare bed in the guest room?"

Coeliaris nods. "Of course, you'd be entirely welcome. Before that- when you reported in, did you tell the palace that it was a Delegate who did this?"

"I didn't go into a lot of detail, the guard didn't seem like he'd appreciate it."

She considers for a moment.

"I have a magically preserved pastry or two, if you're hungry now, but I really think we should go by the palace first, tell them about this, and have dinner after. You're a witness to a significant crime."

"I had dinner last night and the Shelynites were passing out oatmeal, I'm all right if you think it's urgent!"

"I rather think that they would want to know this sooner rather than later!"

She casts a Message to the coachman, and the coach begins to rattling towards the palace. 

The palace is a frenzy of activity. Lucky delegates are showing up to report that they are not dead, less lucky ones are being led to the guest wings and barracks until they can find new lodgings, and a small army of paladins are marching out of thin air in one of the gardens.

"You're convention delegates? Names?"

Coeliaris cast fly when they got there. It gets you taken much more seriously. 
"Senior Professor Coeliaris, invited representative of the reestablished Westcrown College of Wizardry. I reported in this morning."
She indicates the less well dressed halfling. "This is Aina Millet, sortitioned delegate. She has not yet reported in. We need to report a significant crime to someone who will take it seriously. Aina here witnessed one of the delegates leading a lethal mob against her and her fellow halflings."

She shows Ione's arcane mark.

Ok yeah he can take down that names for the "alive" list and then take down a report. 

"Do you know the attacker's name? Where did this happen, how many people were injured?"

"It was Delegate Barro! Him and a whole mob. I don't know how many he took down, I ran away and haven't seen anybody from the house since then."

"Where's the house? Do you know the names of anyone else who was attacked there? Did you recognize anyone else in the mob?"

Aina gives the address of the halfling house. "And Delegates Permira and Alonso lived there too, and Alonso's family, and some of my friends and some of Permira's friends. I didn't recognize anyone else in the mob."

"OK. Anything else you think we should know about this?"

"I think it's because he was mad about the committee he was on with us."