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Eight creatures to a plane shift. Hagan and Mahdi and Fazil and Aria and Draconis and Fy and North and Mahdi's bird make eight. The other people interested in helping will have to go in a different plane shift; they are given a map and instructions on how to find their way to the agreed-upon rendevous point.

 

They have four scrolls of teleport this time because the odds that they all fail are tiny. Mahdi has also halfheartedly lobbied for some combat before they find the enemy proper, as he's close enough to being able to cast more powerful spells that this might help; if they do happen to run into any, he's got the spells he's not currently able to cast all neatly written in his spellbook, and studies their spell diagrams obsessively. 

They have a lot of healing potions and Haste potions and an eclectic collection of other spells. 

They have the carpet.

Everyone stands around waiting. 

"We're waiting for you to say 'okay, let's do this'," Hagan informs Fazil after a while.

Fazil looks slightly uncomfortable.

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"Would it help if I said it."

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"That sounds good. Since you're - representing the armies of your plane." says Fazil.

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"Okay! Let's do this."

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And they plane shift. 

 

And suddenly they are somewhere else.

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They are in a settlement. It might not be proper to call it a city, certainly not next to Sothis, but there are relatively tall stone buildings and gray stone roads and people, mostly walking along the roads. Most are human; a few are elves.

The people stop walking when they appear. A couple people run off, probably to report their appearance.

"Not Ferelden," announces Aria, because she's pretty sure there aren't settlements that look quite like this anywhere in her country, and also the people are dressed weird, although she didn't catch what language they were speaking. "But once we figure out where it is we can head in the right direction."

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Everyone looks around in fascination. 

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They're near an open-air market, it looks like, with stalls selling mostly food but also some tools and some art and some other things. In one direction there are some gray and white buildings with mostly red accents and mostly pretty architecture. There's something that looks like it might be a Chantry, and some places that look like houses for moderately wealthy people.

She wanders up to one of the people who isn't looking at them extremely suspiciously. This one doesn't look suspicious because she's examining fruit, and didn't see them appear. "Excuse me, ma'am - "

     "What do you want, knife ears?"

" - well, that's the right language, anyway. Could you tell me what country this is?"

     "Of all the fool things - go home to your master."

She frowns. "Draconis, can you - "

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"Yep." He'll just... head over a ways so he can also talk to someone who isn't already staring. "Excuse me, sir - we've gotten very lost, could you tell me what town this is?"

     "You're in Vyrantium."

"Oh, huh! Thank you."

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"Where's Vyrantium?"

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"The Tevinter Imperium."

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"I guess this is probably not a teleport-grade emergency but I am only mostly sure of that."

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Mahdi pulls the teleport out just in case. "I'd sooner save them for the battle but I can ready an action for if we're fired upon?"

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Nod. "We should hike out of the city before - we should just hike out."

She leads them in a direction. They get about one street before they're stopped by a group of - templars, she guesses, she didn't even know they had templars here. Then again she doesn't know a lot of things about Tevinter, so.

     "Halt," says the man she assumes is the leader.

She sighs and raises her hands, not very high. "I am on official business for - "

     "Did I ask you a question?"

She glares. "For the Gray - "

     "Does this elf belong to anyone here? No?"

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" - I take responsibility for the elf."

     The leader frowns. "You're a mage?"

"Yes sir."

     "A foreign mage."

"Yes sir."

     "We received word of a group of foreign mages appearing in this area through unknown means. That's you?"

" - Yes sir."

     "What's your business here?"

He shoots a slightly panicked glance at Aria. "We're - on official business for the Gray Wardens. Sir. There's a blight to the south."

      "Then you're traveling in an interesting direction."

" - I guess. We got lost."

     "I see," says the Templar, who does not sound very convinced. "We'd like to run this by the authorities. If your business is legitimate there should be no trouble. Would you mind handing over your packs and weapons and following me?"

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Well, that's how it goes sometimes. Fazil and Hagan hand over their weapons and packs with only mild annoyance. 

Mahdi's coin purse is not visible, are they going to look that closely?

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Not right now. That'll be because Templars expect they can take a group of weird-looking foreign mages, even if they did just teleport into the city. Luckily the only person actually disadvantaged by Templar powers is Draconis. - probably, she hasn't actually tested this, but it stands to reason that if a kind of magic doesn't work based on the Fade, then you can't counter it by reinforcing reality, right?

She takes a moment to desperately hope that Osirian magic works here at all.

She hands over her sword and pack and - crap, she really should have thought to put the treaties somewhere less obvious before they teleported in, now she can't bolt without her pack.

They follow the Templars, who automatically form a circle around them. 

"We should ask to contact the Tevinter wardens," says Aria, quietly. "If they don't let us pass."

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"You think they'll detain us? People must ever visit the Imperium - "

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"I don't know! But if we have problems we talk to the wardens, if you want help that's what I've got."

Can she tell if Mahdi still has teleport scroll access? Not that she can really leave without the treaties anyway, but it itches, not knowing what their options are -

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They are in his coin purse along with a lot of other things that should by rights not fit in a coin purse.

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Okay! She does not have to panic then. This is her, not panicking. Weapons can be replaced and it would suck to lose whatever else was in the packs but if worst comes to worst she can possibly feasibly try just reminding the Dalish of their ancestral obligations without the papers. It is entirely possible that like her the Dalish elves mostly can't read in the first place.

Probably the Tevinters are as on board as everyone else with the world continuing to exist and nothing horrible is going to happen anyway. Probably. 

 

They're taken to a government office of some kind. The Templars do not leave them there, they continue to block access to the exits. There's a civil servant who would like to ask them some questions one by one, in the next room. In the mean time could they also hand over any and all magical or enchanted items they may still have?

(Aria attempts to shake her head at Mahdi without making it obvious that this is what she is doing, but she is kind of not optimistic that this is working as a form of communication.)

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Mahdi looks mildly annoyed but hands over his coin purse.

Hagan takes off his shirt and looks downright cheerful about this.

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Aaaaah.

Probably it'll be fine, probably it'll be fine, if they can just get to the wardens and explain things, but if if it's not fine this is gonna be a mess -

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Sigh.

"I'm going to need another set of robes."

     "Of course! One moment."

He can tell that Aria thinks they're already in deep shit, but he kind of thinks Aria is panicking for reasons that are maybe not directly related to how much actual danger they're in, and - a minute later he surrenders his robe and accepts a replacement and gives a truthful if somewhat incomplete statement about his business in the next room.

They want Mahdi next.

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Sure. 

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By what method did he appear in Vyrantium? What is his relation to his traveling companions? What is his nation of origin? Can he summarize his business in the Imperium? 

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