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.
The Heralds are semi-organized now and King Randale has gotten a quick briefing on the situation. He's still pretty upset about being unexpectedly yanked out of Haven without having received any explanation beforehand, but he kind of understands the reasoning there.
Aroden can sit down and explain a little more to Valdemar's King, since maintaining good terms with Valdemar is quite important, but halfway through he's interrupted by one of his staff with an update on what happened with Leareth and Vanyel.
"I am sorry but I need to go," he tells the King. "Where is Melody?"
"I think she's with the Tayledras, we were asked to have a Mindhealer watching them."
"Well, please have one of the Healers keep them unconscious until you receive confirmation that Nefreti is finished with her part. I am taking Melody to Osirion."
Aroden looks concerned. He sits down. "I am so sorry this happened to him," he says, very softly so as not to wake Leareth. "I knew it would be very dangerous, but - I thought She would default to physical attacks, not - whatever it is that happened to him..."
Melody sits as well. She can look at Leareth's mind just fine, maybe even more easily, with him asleep.
"I - think so..." Melody doesn't sound as certain as would be reassuring. "His head is pretty messed up, I think he's going to be mostly out of it for a couple of days, but he should bounce back significantly by himself, with some rest. I don't think poking at his head more will help right now, but I can have a go at re-ordering this a bit tomorrow, if he's lucid enough to cooperate with it by then."
She turns. "Nayoki, you had a look too?"
Who wakes up a few minutes later from an extremely disjointed and confusing nightmare, and kind of panicky about it.
The whole situation probably has diplomatic implications that as Abadar's aspect on Golarion he should manage but something tells him it's not the worst move from the appeasing-Aroden perspective to, instead, hang out right here snuggling Leareth.
"You're safe," he says softly when he wakes up. "You're back in the Dome."
"Mmm. What - something wrong..." His ability to use words is a bit more accessible to him, now, but it's still very effortful. "My head. Hard to think."
"Some gods had a fight in your head, seems normal to feel terrible from that. Melody thinks you'll be all right after a few days though."
Once it seems like Leareth would maybe benefit more from some gentle distraction than from complete silence, Aroden starts a light conversation with Vanyel and Khemet about education in Cheliax.
...Leareth is starting to feel a bit better. He can mostly speak in sentences when he tries, though he's still drifting in and out of sleep.
Unfortunately, at some point Delay Pain wears off, and everything is VERY BAD again.
It's probably stupid to be mad at Abadar about this but he is anyway. They can Delay Pain some more, probably.
Leareth eventually falls more deeply asleep, and this time stays that way for longer than half an hour.