Then there will be nobody to witness the appearance of a startled hyperventilating man in chainmail!

Indeed not. Plastic tables. Weird city. Trash. It's drizzling, slightly.

So it is. It wasn't where he came from. What the fuck are those shiny foul-smelling lumps. Why are there so many magic lights. He doesn't even have Comprehend Languages prepared.

He will... start walking, in a direction that other people are walking, in the hopes that it is a reasonable and informative direction to walk, because he certainly isn't accomplishing anything by standing near shiny foul-smelling lumps.

Walking along the sidewalk takes him past storefronts, all festooned with magical lights. Many of the objects within are mysterious, but there are thin shiny books and packages with pictures of fruit in one of them. He kind of sticks out in chainmail and with a mace, and gets a few furtive glances on this account.

Random lampposts additionally have bright, shiny propaganda screens showing footage and images of proud-looking people in weird armor posing as defenders, dramatic monuments with cheering crowds, and shiny city spaces that look much nicer than this one while a smooth voice plays a practiced speech.

It would be really handy if he had Comprehend Languages but he super does not. What time of day is it?

Evening edging on to night.

Okay. Well. Priority is a place to spend the night. Asleep, if possible, but he can sit vigil if that's the best he can do without any way to communicate. Any hints in his surroundings about inns or encampments or anything?

Some of the alleys he passes have homeless encampments. Barrel fires, improvised tents, hard-worn people. Not reading the language is an impediment; Most things are text rather than pictures or symbols.

Also, up ahead there's a roadblock, all black and red colors with weird-armor people! They seem to be going for a different aesthetic than old Cheliax. All blocky and glowy. People line up for a security checkpoint if they're going that way; Most aren't. There's a coat of arms or possibly holy symbol repeated a bunch of times, same as the propaganda screen.

Is that supposed to be a... dragonfly...?

He isn't going to try to get past a checkpoint while he can't talk to anyone. The lights notwithstanding he hasn't seen anyone cast a spell at all in the course of this walk. Are people obviously upset about it if he approaches an alley camp?

Well, everyone in the alley is looking at him rather intently and silently now.

"Hello, I don't speak the language," he says, which will hopefully communicate that, uh, he greets them and doesn't speak the language. And isn't putting his hand near his mace, that either.

Yeah that's not a great sign. What if they try a bunch of different languages- Afrikaans, Farsi, Mandarin and Cantonese, Hindi, English?

He'll repeat himself in Common Taldane and Infernal just to indicate he's trying to get with the program but yeah no, not till tomorrow.

...Well, they won't kick him out of the alley. There's a half hearted attempt to mime something complicated and violence related, quickly abandoned. There's space in the alley and around the fire and they all seem to accept that he's here for now.

Down he sits. He pulls his mug off his belt and Creates Water into it.

Wary murmuring all around.

...he drinks it? In case they were concerned it was something else that resembled water? Water. Down the hatch.

Someone scratches a sketch on old notebook paper: Blai (indicated by a mace holding stick figure) creates water. Weird armor people (the holy symbol is above their heads) see him creating water. And then they arrest everyone.

Oh no. Uh, do they produce any further explanation if he indicates the holy symbol around his neck?

Well, now they're having an argument. In a language he doesn't understand.

Oh dear. Well. He'll sit here and not create any more water.

The end result of this argument is two people leaving and then everyone else starting to pack up as well. Someone peeks out of one of the alley doors, annoyed, and someone else makes sure to stand between Blai and them as the situation is defused.

Oh no. ...he considers many possible things he could do about this and lands on 'sitting very still' on the grounds that this at least probably won't make anything worse.

They give him apologetic looks. And also a 'please don't follow us, but you should probably get out of here too' sketch on paper. And then they're all leaving in one direction or another.

...okay, he'll give them all a head start and then try to find another place to sit with nobody in it.