Then they can go back.

When they make it up to the room she pulls out a thick, beat-up old book titled Writings on the Plane Beneath the Underdark.

"Ta-da."

- they crowd around. 

"Well done!" Fazil says warmly. "How -"

"...I have illegal taste in history books. And it's easier to find certain things if you approach the people with books as a fellow book-lover and not someone who has an agenda."

Fazil looks like he wants to hug her. He hugs Mahdi and Hagan instead. 

She can hug Korva!

Awww. Hugs.

"Have you looked through it at all? I want to get out of here as soon as possible but we should at least make sure the contents match the cover first."

"Very briefly skimmed it. It seems like what we want. And, uh - "

She holds out two gold.

"Keeping one for services rendered. Also the other books I had to buy to get it."

He takes them back. He beams at her. 

"All right. I vote we get out of here and read this in Sothis."

"Sounds good."

"Okay!"

"Sounds good to me."

And Mahdi grins broadly and takes their hands and - 

Pop!

They're standing in an upscale tavern with big glass windows through which the Black Dome and the rest of Sothis are visible. There are people gathered around in groups, talking. They all turn to look at them. 

And then lots of people are rushing over to congratulate Mahdi, mostly but not all speaking Osirian.

"Show-off," he says, and goes to reserve them some rooms.

Aww. 

Sothis kind of sucks less in comparison to Razmiran, so that's something. She cracks open one of her extra books and starts reading while she waits.

He's going to order everyone a round of drinks and some dinner, so that might be a while.

Well, she has a book now, she doesn't have to mind. She can eat dinner.

And eventually they can head up and read the book. " - you coming?"

She closes her book and puts it away. "Yeah."

So they gather around (except Hagan, who flops on a bed staring at the ceiling) and take a look at Writings On The Plane Beneath the Underdark.

The gods can't see it (probably excepting Nethys).

There's a lot of history here and a lot of magical analysis that makes no sense to them as people who aren't planar scholars, but that's the core of it. The gods can't see it. This makes it a good base of operations from which to attempt to free Rovagug but also useful for all kinds of other things; for one, actions taken there do not affect the alignment of those who take them. Users of divine magic can't prepare new spells there, though they can use ones they already prepared.

For this reason the gods made the plane hard to reach, and intended that it be forgotten to history. 

"Well. 

"What does that cash out to?"

" - honestly I have no idea. It's - fascinating, but it's not - it doesn't seem like either an immediate threat to the world or an important resource for the forces of good that we must immediately make them aware of -"

Nod.

"It means alignment isn't an independent fact of the universe, right?"

" - I guess it does, yeah. Unless you want to say that the universe can't see the plane either, but that feels like more of a stretch than just saying - Pharasma can't judge off things she didn't know, there are courts because it's a judgment not a measurement."