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.
After hugging him, Vanyel bids goodbye to the others, and - waits slightly awkwardly for the pharaoh to dismiss him formally.
He somewhat self-consciously says "hippogriff" and waits to presumably be Plane Shifted back to the demiplane.
Starwind glances over at Vanyel without much curiosity, and doesn't say anything.
If it's sensitive then she ought not ask in front of them, however much that hurts to recognize, so Savil doesn't ask.
Sigh. He sits down again, and starts singing. A song he knows Moondance likes. He can offer his (former) friend at least that much comfort.
Leareth looks over at Aroden. "Are you headed out? I - could probably come to Cheliax tomorrow, if you wish for my advice on the Pelagirs and do not want to return here." He's finding himself unenthusiastic to leave the Dome, still, but he is heir to the throne of Cheliax and presumably has to go back eventually.
"I do not mind returning."
My read is that he still feels safer here, and I do not see a need to press that for a little while, he says privately to Parmida. It - has always done good for me when there is time to rest in between very shocking events.
Also a good point.
Aroden bids the pharaoh a courteous formal goodbye, softened with a warm smile. He, for his part, doesn't wait for the official dismissal to head out where he can Teleport.
"Goodnight," he says to Leareth, smiling at him, once everyone else has headed out, and then takes his husband's hand.
"Goodnight. And - thank you, for today, it meant a great deal to me."
Leareth is having some sort of confused sad emotion, which he doesn't recognize until long after the pharaoh has dismissed him and he's back in his guest room with a book, to wait out the long hours until it's time to actually sleep. It's a very stupid feeling, he decides. Is he actually jealous of Khemet's husband? Really it's only fair for Hemaka to get the pharaoh's attention for the rest of the evening, Leareth had him to himself all day.
He sighs and goes on reading about divine magic.
Moondance is still asleep in Starwind's arms, against one side of the meadow, but he blinks awake and sits up once Khemet tells them they can sit comfortably. He looks straight ahead and doesn't say anything.
Starwind stands up, with great dignity, and helps his partner to his feet. "You are sending us back now?" He glances over at Savil, who's sitting against a tree, yawning.
Khemet opens a Gate to Haven. "We'll look forward to hearing the results of Valdemar's investigation," he says to Savil.
Vanyel picks himself up from the grass as well. It's been a very long night, as the only person present with a Ring of Sustenance.
So he takes his hand and Plane Shifts them. They land in the desert. Word of Recall fixes that.
"I'm - so sorry it worked out like this," he says quietly once they're back.
"So am I. Mostly that - it's not me who was harmed most here, Leareth lost so much more, just - they were my friends, they were - not formally Valdemar's allies but they helped us..." He swears under his breath. "I'm furious with Her. She burned so much, the biggest part of it is - intangible trust things, that maybe She doesn't understand at all - and for what, as far as I can tell She got nothing out of it, everyone lost here."
"That's what Abadar's so upset about too. It's - the costs of something like this end up spread out across so many people, last for so long...She didn't weight that, not really, it's not clear it was on her radar as a thing one could weight."
And once they're back inside the Dome, "I'd like your advice on something."