Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. 

"...The Star-Eyed did something to my mind, I think? When I - spoke with Her. Can you undo that - permanently, I mean..." 

"As you wish." 

....Wow that continues to be so unhelpful. 

"I, er, right. ...If that's a yes, then, um, I think I do want to go back." 

Shavri, answering Savil's cry for help, arrives at Vanyel's side and drops to her knees, reaching for him 

- nothing there - 

- disorientation, for a moment - 

And then she finds herself already slapping down a link on the last trailing dregs of his life-force, and pouring her own strength into him.... 

Karis slumps against the wall, unmoving, sobbing uncontrollably.

(She wants her mother, she wants her father - but she can't have that - she wants Sola, but Sola isn't there, and - and she can't trust Sola anymore - can't trust her Sunlord anymore - she offered up her trust and then her hands were covered with blood...) 

Jisa runs and runs and runs, panting, and - oh, huh! it almost feels like there's a new doorway, in her head, but it's close to the Empathy-doorway so probably she's just confused and it's the same thing - and she can use her Empathy to tell anyone she passes that they don't see her, no one's there, nothing interesting is happening... 

And eventually she finds a doorway to hide in, unlocked, and where no one is inside to stop her -

Jisa bolts the door behind her and grabs a chair and shoves it up against the door, and then flops down on the floor, gasping. There's a stitch in her side. She wants to cry. Uncle Van is DEAD and Cam went away and she's not safe, Karis - no, not Karis, but whatever the thing was that got inside Karis for a moment - might come after her any minute... 

She hugs herself. Something crinkles– oh, right. The papers with instructions for how to summon Cam - or another demon-apsel like Cam - are still stuffed down the front of her dress. 

She takes them out and peruses the instructions again. It looks like there are two different circles - one of them is a lot more complicated than the one she did before by accident, it looks hard to draw, but the other one is simpler and that one has Cam's name on it. Also if she's understanding the directions right then she just has to lay it down on the floor and fill it in? 

This gives her some difficulty because she doesn't have chalk or anything else to write with on her, but after some hunting around she finds an inkwell and pen in the drawer of the Herald's desk. And then she painstakingly fills it in. 

Cam appears instantly. "Jisa - what happened?"

Jisa stares at him for a moment, wide-eyed, and then flings herself at him and clings to his waist like a limpet, sobbing. 

Cam hugs her. "Are you okay? What happened?"

It takes Jisa another thirty seconds of hanging onto Cam and crying before she can get herself calmed down enough to even Mindspeak. 

:I don't know! Karis - something HAPPENED to her, it wasn't– it wasn't HER it was something else her mind was all bright and glowy like fire and then she, she, she...killed...Uncle Van...: 

"- okay. Is she - apprehended, or -"

:I don't know I don't know what happened after I ran away: 

Elsewhere, Leareth finishes his writeup of various ways that he's experienced god-meddling and his best advice on how to operate in a way that the gods find harder to interfere with. The long message is awkwardly relayed through a chain of Mindspeakers, written down, and Fetched into Cam's mailbox. 

When there's still no sign of a response after several minutes, Leareth starts to worry. Not a lot, yet, maybe the Power is distracted, but...well, distracted by what? Most of the answers to that question aren't reassuring ones. 

...Cam makes a fireblanket, wraps Jisa in it. "Vkandis sometimes sets people on fire," he says, "so stay wrapped up in this, okay, and -" Buckets of water. "There's those, and - I should go see what's going on -"

Jisa tries to wrap her arms around him again. "Please don't go please don't I'm scared!" Her voice rises to a wail. 

"I - Jisa, if she's still running around she could hurt someone else."

Jisa starts to protest, then clamps her mouth shut and takes a few shuddering breaths. "...All right. But come right back?" 

"Yeah. I'll come right back as soon as things are under control. Thank you very much for summoning me back." He's going to... leave random copies of the summoning instruction packet in every room he passes on the way to finding Vanyel's room.

As soon as he turns the corner, Savil, who's standing just outside Vanyel's room with her arms folded and glaring at a whimpering Karis as she pins the woman down with a mage-barrier, spins around. One hand is already raised, a levinbolt at her fingertips and ready to throw. 

"- Cam!" She slowly lowers her arm. "Cam, what - how...?" 

Shavri's tense voices calls from inside Vanyel's room. "Cam's here? Cam I could use a hand in here!" 

Cam appears restraints around Karis's wrists and ankles on his way into the room. "He's alive?"

Karis doesn't move or resist this at all. 

"Barely - came really close to losing him - he's still bleeding - can you do anything to help...?"