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An adventuring party recruited from Osirion teleports into Azir on the 8th of Desnus. Rahadoum's recruiting contact in Osirion wrote ahead to note they were expected. Couple of guys he's known a long time - a wizard, a ranger - and a new guy, sorcerer, probably to replace the cleric they usually travel with. They spend two days in Azir getting oriented and head out to the front. The ranger wears an unusually high quality amulet of Nondetection; the sorcerer wears a headband for intelligence, which is a bit unusual as sorcerers usually don't need it to cast, but some variants do; they are otherwise unremarkable. Chaotic Good, Lawful Neutral, no reading, which could mean neutral or 'hiding it'. They work quickly and effectively, manage resources reasonably well, get recommended to higher-ups for a closer look on that account.
Savil gets up and storms to the doorway of the room and starts casting a Gate on -
- and about a minute later, a furious Herald-Mage is taking down her interplanar Gate and storming up to the doors of the Dome in Osirion.
Savil is here on behalf of King Randale of Valdemar and would like an audience with the pharaoh right this second.
Savil looks like she would really like to argue with this! But she bites her tongue.
(She's here without Kellan because this is an emergency and she Gated directly from the Web-room without delaying to go outside somewhere that would be accessible to him - also this way he can pass on to Randi where she is - but ow ow ow this is not helping her mood at ALL.)
Nayoki gives the crystal ball a concerned look as it goes dark. "Aroden? I told her and she - seemed very shocked, I thought she needed a moment, but then she Gated out without saying anything. I do not know where."
"Oh."
Aroden is silent for ten seconds.
"Thank you," he says curtly, and he prepares a Sending to Khemet, stating what just happened and his suspicion that Savil is Gating to Golarion, probably to Osirion, in order to learn more.
The guards outside the Dome want to know if Savil is willing to agree to a temporary Geas to not Final Strike or physically attack the pharaoh. Security is heightened because some Velgarth mages murdered one person and nearly murdered several hundred in the palace earlier today.
Savil fumes about this for a minute, it seems like an extremely disrespectful request to make of an ALLY who helped Osirion a lot, but - well, she doesn't actually want to murder the pharaoh even if it's true that he's covering up something worse horrible with this awful implausible lie about Starwind and Moondance. She wants answers. Fine, she'll take the stupid geas if it means they let her talk to him and ask what in all hells he's thinking.
"I just heard that you're claiming two of my best friends arranged to murder Leareth in the winter palace and also that they're now dead. Conveniently, since that means they can't speak for themselves. I am extremely disinclined to believe this story, one because - Starwind and Moondance - they wouldn't..." She bites her lip a little. "Two, because it would be so stupid and they aren't stupid. Tell me what actually happened."
"They asked Leareth to help them with a magical technique problem. They took him into a Work Room for this. They Gated out. At the same second as they Gated out a weapon we believe was taken from Urtho's Tower ripped open a portal to the Abyssal Plane and summoned thousands, maybe millions, of demons, who killed Leareth. They attempted to flee Golarion with an interdimensional Gate. We ordered them killed."
"Cheliax, whose heir they murdered, wanted every person in the palace interrogated under Truth Spell to determine whether any of them were involved. We will of course extend Valdemar the same courtesy. You can look at the demons, too, if you'd like; they are still in the Work Room."
Savil blinks at him, apparently surprised. She seems caught off guard for a moment.
"I'll certainly do that," she snaps. "They could have been geased. By someone from your world. None of the mages from our world would have done it, they're all either ours or Leareth's." Her eyes narrow. "Is Leareth - did you...?"
"When Aroden attempted to summon Leareth's remains from the Work Room so they could be used to resurrect him, he determined that there were none. I can prepare True Resurrection tomorrow; we can't speak to him in the meantime. We attempted to raise Starwind and Moondance but the Star-Eyed, in violation of the agreements about jurisdiction over souls that Abadar understood to be in place, interfered and took their souls herself."
Savil just looks baffled by that, and gives no response. She has the look of someone in deep over her head.
"If this was the work of someone in Osirion, using them," she says, icily, "then - I am not sure exactly what Valdemar's response will be, but we will certainly have a grievance with you."
"I am sure that if that turns out to be the case Aroden will be possessed with the same grievance and fewer reservations or practical limitations in pursuing it."
"If and when you do successfully raise them, I would like to–" She hesitates, biting her lip. "To take them into Valdemar's custody, to complete an investigation there. We have Truth Spell, and - a better claim, I think, they're from Velgarth and they're our allies. And whether or not they were even guilty of this - horrific accusation, they're demonstrably not safe here."
"If and when we successfully raise them, Aroden will want to speak to them. Once he has done so I would expect him to be open to releasing them into your custody."
Savil looks like she wants to object on principle, but she presses her lips together instead, so hard they turn white, and is silent for a long moment.
"All right. Acceptable, I suppose." She glares at him. "Whatever actually happened, you made a massive goddamned mistake, letting it happen here."
Savil nods. She looks like she wants to do a lot more shouting, but -
"Just so you know that I'm deeply unimpressed with you and your people right now." Sigh. "But - whatever happened, is done now. I would like to speak with Aroden. Do you happen to know his location right now."