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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.
"He's been crying nonstop for approximately the last eleven candlemarks. He's, um, had a really upsetting realization."
"Melody and I are best friends. I think she got specific permission from the King to vent at me about it."
"I'm worried if we don't keep him under at least until we do the other one he'll figure out more creative strategies I can't just fix."
Nod. “Well, I’ll Mindspeak one of the trainees and see if I can teach the the knack so they can sit here and supervise and I can go back.”
“Gemma, should one of us stay? It’s a bit earlier than I was planning to wake Fazil and have him take over, but I really need a break from this.”
“Thank you.”
And, rather than head back to his guest room, Vanyel goes to the stables and flops onto Yfandes. “This is the worst day ever.”
"- What." Starwind flings up a shield in front of himself; it seems like the Mindhealing-compulsion only blocks Gates or running away. "No. Do not. How - why–" He cuts off, looking horrified. And furious. "Is that what you did to him. Tell me."
It's a caster level check and he's not surprised it needs to be a high one. He tries again.
This time it works.
Starwind's expression goes slack. He stands there unsteadily for a moment, slowly turning a couple of shades paler.
- and then snarls and tries to throw some sort of mage-attack at Fazil. Which doesn't work, apparently that much is blocked, but then he just dives at him instead, which is apparently allowed when Fazil is in the room.
He armors himself in a thin clinging force-shield but does not otherwise attempt to prevent this. :Is Van asleep?: he asks Yfandes.
Starwind pins him to the floor and tries again to hit him with a levinbolt, then growls in frustration and attempts to punch him in the face instead.