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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.
Moondance takes a breath, coughs, but doesn't otherwise move for a moment. After the surge of positive energy he stirs and opens his eyes and looks very confused.
- then anguished -
- and then he stops his own heart again.
"Oh hellfires are you kidding me - Fazil can you do that thing again–"
"Technically I can do it all night but another solution may be called for." Stabilize. "You could hit him on the head very hard."
"I'm not doing that, if a Healer gets here - where are they - they can make him sleep– I should get Melody. Or Nayoki maybe–"
He notices Moondance looking around confusedly again and breaks off, sitting down on the side of the bed. "Moondance, can you please stop trying to kill yourself, we're not going to let you, Fazil can just keep doing that repeatedly - do you want Starwind, do you want Savil, I don't know what's going to help..."
Gemma reaches the room at a run. She's very out of breath. "Van, what - why is it always you who grabs me in the middle of the night..."
:Fazil can you explain: He's exhausted and shaking a bit and he would really really like things to STOP HAPPENING for FIVE MINUTES.
Gemma's eyebrows disappear into her hair. "...I think I need more context than that." She shoves Vanyel sideways a bit so there's room for her on the cot, though, and reaches in to touch Moondance's forehead. Looks a bit relieved. "- Oh, that's honestly the least bad thing he could do, he'll be– wait, what do you mean keeps doing it."
Gemma waits until Moondance is just starting to stir but isn't fully alert yet, and puts him to sleep.
"Ugh. If I leave he might stay out but he could wake up on his own. Van, do you know how to do it?"
"Can't. Gift isn't strong enough." Vanyel puts his head down in his hands. "Why is tonight terrible."
"He's been crying nonstop for approximately the last eleven candlemarks. He's, um, had a really upsetting realization."
"It's really complicated. I, er, didn't realize you knew about them..."
"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.”
