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.
Savil is up very early with some cremated Herald Umbria ashes in an urn.
And he can do a resurrection. It takes ten minutes. He's getting a little smoother at it, with all this practice.
Savil is trying really hard to be soothing and explain, but 'soothing' is not her forté.
Savil gives her a hug. She can be asleep for the wait, if that's better.
They can do asleep, and he can leave to go and pray, and then an hour later he can come back and do her Companion.
"We're going to do it for everyone, if we win this war. No dying except of old age." Once Vanyel dies of that they'll have a problem, but - Aroden knew the secret of immortality once...
"I'll fill you in on our planning."
Whenever the pharaoh is ready to cast the spell again, Savil has an urn of Herald Jaysen and a separate urn of his Companion too?
He can do those.
This is done with much more ceremony when it's Osirians who've been chosen for the Risen Guard. It feels slightly ridiculous, without all that, with most of his staff out of the way because they don't know the details of what's going on. These people wake up and have no idea who he is. He finds it kind of soothing.
Savil advises him that it's a good idea to do the Herald first even with only minutes in between. Heralds can survive this sometimes, and if they try to kill themselves Savil can tackle them or something, whereas Companions just - die - and no one knows the exact mechanism or how long it takes to kick in.
She's maybe, perhaps, crying a little bit. "Shh. It's all right. Felar will be back really soon, just a few minutes, and I'm here... You did it. You did everything you had to - they're fine, Shavri and Jisa are safe - we won the war, Jay. We won. Finally. It's over. ...In Valdemar."
She steps back from him, hands still on his shoulders. "I'm sorry to drag you in like - like this, but we're somewhere else now. Another world, Van found it. We've got a different war to fight."
"Welcome to Osirion," he says. "Felar will be back in ten minutes. We're very glad to have both of you."
"If you've got enough spells left, we could do Efrem and his Companion, that's the last I grabbed, and then I need to go Gate the rest of our people over."
Well here are some more urns.
(Handing over urns of dead people to be turned back into living people is starting to feel bizarrely normal.)
He's tired, which is interesting. It's probably one of those things where he's not actually all that good with his magic because he didn't get it one level at a time over the course of years.
Or maybe it's just all the conversations with Abadar catching up with him.
He can still do two more resurrections.
Savil lingers a moment to thank him again. "And - you look like you should get some rest. That was an awful lot of the most impressive magic I've ever seen. It's beautiful to watch."
(Savil, of course, hasn't seen Aroden casting to compare.)
"Thank you. And good luck to all of you."
And he'll -
- go lie down for ten minutes -
- and then send for Nefreti.