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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.
“I was hoping you knew. We were in there and he just suddenly collapsed on the floor and went unresponsive, but he was still in rapport with me so I just - held onto him and kept trying to talk to him. And then I think we did it. Except the building collapsed on us at the end.”
"Leareth and Vanyel successful, Leareth injured by gods fighting in his head, come to Sothis or tell me where to send someone," he says tensely.
Nayoki is exhausted from the Gate, even after a Lesser Restoration, but within minutes one of Aroden’s wizards Teleports her to just outside the Dome.
Then they can hurry her on in to where the pharaoh and Vanyel and Leareth are. The pharaoh is pacing.
Nayoki sits down by him and is quiet for thirty seconds.
- she winces. "Can somebody cast Delay Pain for him? I am worried that just looking is going to hurt him."
Oh, that's better. Leareth manages to open his eyes and eke out a few thoughts, which eventually make it into words. "Where...? Did we do it?" He thinks he remembers Abadar saying something to him but all his memories are so jumbled.
"You are safe," Nayoki says, reaching for his shoulder. "In the Dome. You succeeded."
Nayoki is silent for a few minutes, her expression focused.
"What a mess," she says finally. "I am not even sure which damage was Her and which was Abadar trying to fight Her off, I do not think He is very good at being careful."
"I think so. - Did you already do something? It looks like there are distortions that were stuck in place before and are unstuck now."
"Thank you, I think it did help. I will try to set some of this right and help him be a little more lucid. I think he will need rest and time as much as anything, though."
"You could bring in Melody for advice," Vanyel offers. "She, er, helped me with the Star-Eyed messed with my head."
"That is a good idea. I think she is still busy supervising Starwind and Moondance though."
"Well, they'll be able to return to k'Treva shortly, if they want to, since everyone else will be un-pacted too."
Leareth drifts. Some of the unpleasant jumbled feeling gradually clears, and he's more able to string together any kind of coherent thought. Leareth still can't remember how he got here or much of anything before the Gate to Haven, but at least he can be pretty sure that he did Gate to Haven.
He keeps forgetting where he is and having to effortfully re-derive it by dragging through his memories of the last few minutes. It's awful.
"This is all I can do for now," Nayoki says finally, lifting her hand from Leareth's shoulder and looking up at the pharaoh. "He needs to rest, now, I think sleep will help. He is very disoriented. I think he wants your company."
He nods. Sits down at his side. Puts a hand on his shoulder and waits to see whether that helps or hurts.