Everything is on fire, but nonetheless, Leareth feels as though he can sense Iomedae's reassuring presence.

Nearby - not far - but the distance wouldn't even matter, not - not anymore... 

He strokes Vanyel's hair, and - tests whether his current paladin powers, added up with his Mindspeech projection and the limited mage-spells he can bring to bear, will help push Vanyel towards sleep. 

Who's Randi, Rovira asks urgently while he does this.

:- King Randale of Valdemar, is what I assume he means: Leareth sends, still petting Vanyel's hair. :I - it is true. Aroden - I think all of your people thought He was dead, but - he came back - in a human body -:

Like Leareth's own horrible and inevitably-Evil immortality method, but he'd been interrupted before he had the chance to discuss it properly and - what even makes sense, here - he doesn't want to lie but he also doesn't want to make them mistrust Aroden... 

:....And I contacted Iomedae by praying to Her. While  Aroden - in his human guise - was, was keeping Carissa and I prisoner. And She - told him to send you here: 

That was - Aroden, in a human form???

If he hasn't been dead how did he allow the fall of Cheliax -

Aaaaaaaaah. 

:- May I - place a Velgarth compulsion on you so that you cannot accidentally share this information with anyone not approved? ...I am sorry, I - just - he told me this fact in confidence, and I - informed Vanyel, in our shared dream, because it...seemed better that one of them would know - but, I - think that Aroden would not have decided to tell me at all, if he had thought I would tell dozens of new allies who might then spread it to wherever: 

Yes, she says immediately. Do we need to do something about Randi.

:- Maybe? I - hope not? I trust Vanyel to have been cautious. But, I - will scry their location– nevermind I can delegate that -:

and he pulls Nayoki and half a dozen of his elite mages on-site into the link, 

:- we are going to scry Haven and observe what is happening there -: 

Pause.

And to Rovira privately, :- Velgarth scrying cannot necessarily make it past all of their shields. I...could contact Aroden to ask for help, but - he is already very busy. Are there any resources that your church could call upon, for the Golarion kind of scrying, or other spells for surveillance...?: 

I can scry. It'll take an hour, though.

And she turns away, pours a pitcher of water next to the altar into a shallow silver bowl, and starts building something with magic atop it.

Leareth goes on stroking Vanyel's hair - 

- and places a carefully-calibrated compulsion on Rovira, and then watches for a while until he's calibrated on how much interruption she can handle without disrupting her casting. 

:Aroden did die, as a god - he was betrayed by an ally - he had not expected it and did not know who and that is why he was reluctant to contact Iomedae. - But he came back, as a human - he was an immortal human before he became a god - like I am, have been -:

This is reminding Leareth that he'd meant to talk to the paladins about dismantling his own horrific, very Evil immortality setup, but there hasn't been time -

Rovira nods; she seems able to listen to him without getting distracted, at least.

Leareth's staff are busy attempting to get scrying and Farsight imagery on Haven and also on the meeting-point where Leareth just picked up Vanyel. 

...Neither place appears to have any particular commotion or disruption going on. At least, not yet. 

According to Thoughtsensing, Vanyel is now fast asleep in Leareth's lap. 

Leareth holds very still, and waits. 

And, back in Valdemar: 

Herald Keiran and Herald Tantras are still listening attentively to the other paladin of Iomedae when Ignasi gets back. 

Ignasi sits back down. Takes a deep breath. "Vanyel and Yfandes have - separated, I think to the distress of both of them. We should get Yfandes some clover and some apples, and - possibly rethink our approach, here."

"- I - what...?" 

"I am confused too. I think there is a danger here we don't fully understand. When that's the case it's often wisest to stop and pray and think and return to this once we've had time to understand what the risks might be. Do you know where we can get clover and apples?"

Tran is very still and silent. 

"- I, um, I - think I saw some clover when we were walking over? But - the Guards stationed here would know more..." 

Keiran is noticing that she hasn't spoken to her own Companion, not properly, in - a while, actually - and she isn't sure what to do about that...

"Should we adjourn for a while, then? I've - clearly given you a lot to think about."

"...I think that would be a good idea." 

Tran stands up.

Looks around the room. 

...Eventually, addresses just Ignasi in private Mindspeech. :I still have no idea what's happening and I - think - hope - that Van would've wanted you to actually explain it -?: 

I don't know either. I found Vanyel in considerable distress, crumpled on the ground outside the guard post. He said that he needed to tell Leareth something, and that we shouldn't push you on - our faith, our philosophy, things that might be in tension with what Companions believe in. He said that Yfandes would be in distress too, but he thought saying things to her would just make it worse, which is why he stopped. 

:I - can you give me a moment, please -: 

Tantras closes his eyes, and reaches out. He's one of the strongest Mindspeakers among the Heralds, which is one of the reasons he was assigned to this mission. 

:Jaysen: