A second ago she was at work in the temple of Erastil in Sothis, which was actually going pretty okay, all things considered. Now she's in a grassy field with a couple fruit trees and a table and chairs and some notebooks and pens.
This is unexpected and requires a ton of power and is therefore sort of inherently terrifying. And she's alone, and defenseless, and she doesn't know where Verita is.
She mills around in steadily increasing amounts of distress until Hagan appears, just as suddenly.
"Do you guys - actually have any idea what you're doing?" she asks Connor.
" - we know how our magic works. Don't know much about your world, obviously."
"You're aware that Asmodeus is, like, a god, right? The most powerful god in all the planes we know of?"
"I kinda figured that when you said you worshipped him? It'd be weird if you worshipped him and he was, like, a random dude."
"Oh. Well. She - also seems like she doesn't have that much idea what she's doing? I'm just - you guys are almost definitely going to get yourselves worse than killed, doing this."
"I think my family will be able to talk to them about what it's reasonable to do here," he says, still not looking at anybody.
- sigh.
"Sorry, sorry. - also we're not - I am sort of confused about what you think is going on here -" he gestures at Korva.
"We don't actually know each other that well. We met, like, a month ago. I'm not even sure we're friends."
"And how are you going to get to know each other if he lies?" He glares at Hagan.
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