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.
He Teleports out to his crystal ball in his office, which is very well made, and tries again with that, for both of them.
The obvious next option is to try Vanyel, who knows the Tayledras a lot better, but - is it something to do with them being Velgarth natives, he had thought the agreement Abadar had reached was that they would still go to Golarion's afterlife if they died here, but...
He tries for Leareth. Aroden knows Leareth very well, which ought to help if that's the problem here.
Well. That's something. It makes sense. It's good, they can get him back - not with Raise Dead but they can do it...
It's also very upsetting, for all the obvious reasons, and for a little while before he goes anywhere, Aroden just sits in his office and puts his head down in his hands.
It's unhelpful, to feel like he personally failed in letting this happen. Leareth wouldn't blame him, or want him to feel that way. And yet.
Vanyel is, in fact, in his diamond-making workshop! Making diamonds, and singing to himself. He can do almost twice as many rounds of the spell per day with Leareth's third draft on the spell, and he's discovered that making really stupidly big diamonds that can then be fractured into the sizes needed is a bit more power-efficient so he's currently finishing a test diamond the size of his head.
He turns around. "- Parmida?" She hasn't approached him directly before, he's only seen her with Aroden and they haven't had any real conversations. "What is it?"
"Aroden got a sense - I assume he had a spell up - about ten minutes ago - that Leareth was dead. He'd been visiting the pharaoh in Osirion. He - sent some people to Osirion to demand answers. The pharaoh met him to explain that two of the Tayledras - Moon- something and Star-something, I'm sorry, it all happened very fast -"
"What. No. That - they wouldn't - I - no..." Vanyel drops his diamond on the table with a thud; a corner of it flakes off. He sags against the wall. "No."
Vanyel stares at her for a long moment, biting his lip and blinking hard.
"Are we. Are we getting him back right away. I mean, I - I have so many diamonds for it..." He looks like he's about to cry.
Vanyel nods, shakily. "I - gods, Aroden must be so upset - I'm so sorry... " He's very tempted to take a diamond and Gate to the temple to Nethys and demand to see Nefreti but he's pretty sure she would have showed up already if she intended that.
"Thank you for telling me," he says dully. "I - did Aroden say it was all right to tell anyone else?" He wants a hug and Savil is back in goddamned Valdemar running a government and covering the Web for him, and - she doesn't know, and he can't, right now, imagine being the one to tell her...
Vanyel will accept a hug gratefully. "C-can - I tell Hagan and his party - Hagan is the pharaoh's brother, they're my friends - they won't tell anyone else..."
"Thank you." He manages a watery smile. "Do you want help finding Leareth's people - I can Mindspeak Nayoki and see where she is?"
Nayoki is in Egorian, in the building Leareth has set up for mages to work out of, which is near the palace.
Vanyel doesn't tell her anything more than that Parmida urgently needs to speak with her, because he's a coward, but she'll wait there for Parmida.