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.
So he has someone go get Melody and Nayoki. The food arrives while they’re being fetched.
Melody has to be Teleported back over from Cheliax, but she has official permission from the King this time, who seems inclined to be forgiving of Aroden's rudeness yesterday given what they know now about Leareth's injuries. She joins Nayoki, who stayed overnight in the Dome but is just waking up now, and they head in together.
"In the Dome in Osirion. The pharaoh has been presumably neglecting all his other duties and his wives in order to tell me every two hours that I am there."
Leareth did not quite mean to say exactly that phrase out loud, oops.
Melody bites back a snicker. "Good. I'll let you finish eating and then we'll see if I can sort out the bits that got jumbled around in your head. It's looking like that would eventually sort out by itself, but Nayoki and I can help you feel like yourself faster, I think." Glance at Khemet. "He's still going to need a couple of days and he shouldn't exert himself too much, including by thinking. Which unfortunately seems hard to discourage him from doing."
"Probably. Sorry, Leareth, just - I'm concerned that if we're masking some of the symptoms, you're going to feel better when you aren't actually better yet and then wear yourself out and need longer to recover."
"That makes sense." He's not enthusiastic about it but it won't get any more appealing if he waits longer.
"I think I'd better do my work first, though - how much longer is he covered with Delay Pain right now?"
"It'll last another ten hours if I don't dispel it, I was planning to dispel it when we're ready."
"Shouldn't take me ten hours. I'll let you know. Leareth, all right - can you think about when you walked through the Gate into Haven with Vanyel?"
"There's a discontinuity there and then it's all in fragments, isn't it? There, good, that helped me find the right place. I can sort of see what got shoved around here and I'll put it back - Nayoki, if you want to help with this bit here... Sorry, Leareth, this is going to feel really strange."
It feels like the room is melting around him and Leareth doesn't like it at all. He reaches for Khemet's hand and holds on tightly, tries to focus on that instead of on the melting.
He holds onto him and tries to feel less undirected anger and more relief. It's over. They're safe now.
Melody has a fairly incomprehensible conversation with Nayoki and occasionally tries to get Leareth's attention and then prompts him to think about particular things. It takes her about half an hour.
It's not as unpleasant as the worst of yesterday, Leareth thinks, but he's not especially enjoying this.
Nayoki occasionally pats his shoulder and says something reassuring.
"And we're done," Melody says finally, releasing her Gift. "Leareth, how is that? You ought to feel mostly back to normal, though I expect you're going to be very fatigued the rest of today. Having Abadar get into a tug-of-war with the Star-Eyed in your brain used up a lot of kinds of resources, not just your magical reserves."
Leareth has never felt so relieved by the walls being square. "I feel fine, I think?" He is very tired, in a bone-deep way.
"Hngg." Leareth wants to be horizontal and in the dark and have no one make any sound at all.