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Karis obtains a Gate to Sunhame from one of Leareth's mages. The report she got from Dara amounted to "we think the Heartstone probably won't explode, and Vkandis is almost definitely out of godresources to smite you over leaving Him for another god."
It’s the shortest route to where she wants to go. Karis…doesn’t think she’s being reckless on purpose, that would be stupid, and she had better not waste her new goddess’ generosity by being stupid. But she finds that she doesn’t have a lot of patience for being cautious and tiptoeing around the situation. She wants to be in Iftel before dawn tomorrow, and it would be wronging her people in Karse to forge off into the north without even trying to stabilize what she’s leaving behind. So: Sunhame.
She left for Valdemar less than two weeks ago. It feels like years. Sunhame feels like a child’s rose-tinted memory.
Karis arranges a meeting. Every glimpse of the Sun-in-Glory hurts, but she has the dignity not to let it show.
It's more an abstract background awareness than anything, that the thing she's trying to do here is very, very hard, and maybe in most worlds she fails. Sarenrae trusted her with it, but Sarenrae can't carry her through.
But...it doesn't feel like she's among enemies, here, surrounded by the iconography of Vkandis emblazoned in gold. It feels like she's among frightened children; it feels like she's a frightened child herself, left alone in the dark with her brothers and sisters, trying to be brave.
There were rumors, of course. Karis confirms that the worst is true: the barrier around Iftel is down, and there are forest fires where it used to be, and it seems likely that the Sunlord - fought a battle, of some kind, and lost - and He gave her no direction, either before or after.
(Sola is with Arven right now, still in Haven. Karis had a painful conversation with the Suncat, and came away with the impression that Vkandis had given her no direction either, but...she didn't, quite, trust that it would go better to have Sola with her for this, even if it would have helped her credibility.)
When she explains that she was chosen to serve another world's sun god, she leaves open the interpretation that it could have been a result of Vkandis calling for aid. She doesn't actually know that it wasn't, and...in that moment, it doesn't feel like a lie to leave out that she rejected Vkandis in anger first. She can't find any anger in herself now, only a deep and bottomless sadness.
The sun god of another world gave her a miracle of healing, she explains, one that she can carry with her and wield at will where it will go the furthest. And where it will go the furthest, right now, is Iftel.
Karis departs from Sunhame fully aware that there's still plenty of opportunity for seeds she planted there to burn instead. The priesthood has never been without fracture-lines, and a coup like the one twelve years ago could happen again, and it would be less likely if she stayed long enough to clear up the succession, but - she has channels that will be wasted if she hasn't found people to save before dawn.
She - and a dozen priests of Vkandis - will be at the Iftel border by midnight.