"Yes. May your journey home be safe, and may we be fondly remembered in Azir." His lips quirk slightly; it makes more sense as a formal goodbye when the person is not going to instantaneously teleport out.

Malduoni bows to him, replies courteously with his own formal goodbye. 

Leareth has no idea if there's a protocol on what he should say, here, and cannot bring himself to care, so he just nods to Khemet, unsmiling. "I look forward to speaking again after the war." 

Malduoni takes his arm and teleports him out. 

Right. Okay. Next thing is - Taver.

He heads out to do that with some Heralds around so Taver won't be horribly confused when he wakes up.

Savil is happy to be one of those standing by. (Vanyel has gone off to make more enormous diamonds, he thinks he can do two at a time with Lesser Restoration and then have a snack and a nap to speed up recovery on whatever Restoration doesn't fix, and then repeat all day and hopefully get a lot of diamonds that way.) 

Taver is maybe going to be confused because his Herald isn't here, having been Chosen by another Companion - his previous Companion, actually - after Taver's death in battle, and now back in Haven and too unwell to join the war effort, it's an awkward complicated situation all round that won't be less complicated after Taver's return but it's clearly worth it. 

He will take their word for it and do a resurrection.

And then there is a large, snow-white, blue-eyed stallion looking around at the room. He seems calm. 

:Am I correct that something very bizarre has happened in the time since I died: 

Savil stifles a not-very-appropriate chuckle. "Er, yes, rather. You died - coming on two months ago now. Roughly a month ago, Vanyel was accidentally summoned to another world with different magic." 

Taver nods, ponderously, as though this answers an unasked question. 

"After which point he made use of their local magic to kidnap and interrogate Leareth. Leareth is - definitely on our side, he's trying very hard to cooperate, and–" she glances around at the number of other Heralds nearby, "–it's complicated. You should ask Yfandes for a full debrief on her time here. Anyway, they're about to have a war with a country currently under the control of an evil god, led by that country's former ruler. They also have resurrection magic. We need a very strong Mindspeaker, to - communicate what's happening to the civilian populace, who we think will not resist the invasion if they know the circumstances. All of us thought you'd be best placed to do that, given your Mindspeech range, and we hoped you'd be willing." 

:I see: 

Taver thinks, but he does it fast. Then he turns a piercing eye on the pharaoh, who he has obviously picked out as the native in the room. 

:You are the ruler here? Can you please tell me more of this evil god and what He is doing in this country: 

" - my shields block Mindspeech," he says apologetically to Savil. "We were going to fix that but haven't had the chance yet."

Savil relays Taver's question. 

Then he will explain to Taver how his world has afterlives, some of which are Evil, and that Osirion doesn't personally lose too many people to Hell though more than you'd like but Cheliax, ruled by Asmodeus, damns nearly all of them, in varyingly insidious ways. And he explains about Aroden, and doesn't get into the part where Aroden is Leareth, and explains that Aroden has been working for a century on a plan to take Cheliax back but it would be nice to have as few casualties as possible because of the thing where they will all go to Hell.

Taver listens attentively.

:This is - rather irregular: he sends to Savil after the pharaoh is finished and he's thought in silence for a few seconds. :Still, the situation sounds dire, and the stakes are high. I - need to think about it for a time: 

He turns back to look at Savil. :Is Tantras...?: 

"Alive. Delian re-Chose him." Sigh. "I - can't tell you what to do, obviously, but...it shouldn't surprise you that he's a mess, and I don't think pulling him into a war will be good for him. He's barely just starting to recover." 

Another slow nod. :I will keep that in mind: 

Savil relays Taver's earlier comment to the pharaoh. 

"Of course," he says. "They plan to move in two days, in the morning."

:I will not need that long to decide. If I do wish to help - where is it, how would I actually travel there...?: 

     (Savil relays) 

"Cheliax is across the sea from here. I think probably someone would teleport you around but I don't know the details of Aroden's invasion plans, I'd notify him you were helping and he'd communicate more from there."

:Noted. And - my gratitude goes to you, for aiding the Heralds and bringing me back: 

Savil is privately thinking that the pharaoh is not exactly helping them out of pure altruism, but she relays his words again without comment. 

"We are very grateful for Valdemar's aid in this undertaking and will of course offer you whatever support we can in it."