:Questions later. We should get them out of the cold first. ....Is there any chance you can manage a Gate back to Healers'? It's an awfully long walk and they're not dressed for it: 

Right. Enara carried her this far - miles, it has to be - in just a handful of minutes, but even a Companion can't haul four additionally almost-fully-grown people. 

:Maybe:

:I think I can spare a bit of energy for you. There'll be painkillers there. ...Though we should maybe Gate to outside the Palace walls and walk from there, unless you can manage scrying first? I don't know how big the blast radius was: 

Ow. She was trying not to think about that either. 

:Right. Warn them? Tell them they'll have to be fast:

And thank the gods she can manage unscaffolded Gates, because there's nothing within sight to build a threshold on. She gets to work. The air starts to glow, wavering a bit as Jisa's concentration falters. 

:We're going to Gate all of you back to Haven: Enara explains gently to the lost, probably terrified youngsters. :We can all get inside in the warm, and then we'll figure out what happened and how to get you home: 

Could whatever happened back there, with the Heartstone, have knocked a Gate off-target, if it were timed exactly wrong for when the kids were headed home? Thousands of miles off-target is a stretch, and it almost has to be that distance, for neither of them to even recognize any of the others' languages or country names... 

She can do what? The telepathy isn't quite a language but she's getting an impression of a serious piece of transportation magic. Maybe she's a really young-looking nineteen and it's fine that she's out here alone with her--familiar? Either way, being warm and going home is good. She nods, and then says "Yes, thank you," because maybe wherever this is doesn't have nodding as a thing, and then feels like an idiot because they're reading her mind so obviously gestures are fine.

They can have a Gate to just outside the Palace gates, then. 

Jisa does not collapse in a heap, but this is mostly just because she’s in the saddle. She does sag noticeably. 

A very startled and frazzled-looking gate guard starts to call out a challenge to them, recognizes Jisa, does a double-take, and then spends five seconds obviously confused on how to address her before settling on 'Herald Jisa'. He seems to want to know what happened. 

Jisa can't help him there. She mumbles something or other and asks to be let past in what is hopefully not a horribly rude way. 

:I apologize for any brusqueness: Enara is telling the kids, while simultaneously reaching out to every Companion in range in hopes of getting an actual update. :We - just had, kind of are still having, something of an emergency here. But someone should be out to meet us shortly, I think: 

It's very weird having someone say they're in trouble and not having a short list of things the trouble could be. 

The telepathy seems to be happening when the horse is paying attention to them rather than the human. Kevin now has additional questions. He's not going to ask them of the person or pair of people who just did a massive working but he is going to initiate a whispered conference with his squad.

"The horse is telepathic and I thought portals like that took a dozen people chanting for an hour! Where are we?"

"I don't know. Somewhere with winter and white people and languages like nothing I've ever heard. Maybe Scandinavia somewhere."

"I expect we'll find out in a minute." Abigail turns to the horse who is apparently Enara and asks, "Can we help with your emergency?"  She's asking half to do right by the people who are helping them and half because Marcy needs to be kept moving and doing things until the minute they can all collapse into their parents' arms.

Oh fuck, their parents. Their parents and siblings saw graduation time come and go and not a single one of them come out. This year's freshmen are going to spend their entire first year thinking Abigail's year is all dead.

Oh no, Abigail just got sadder. "What's wrong?"

"Our parents think we're dead right now."

"We'll phone them." Marcy needs to call Anissa's parents and tell them how their daughter died. That she did everything right and got unlucky anyway. That she has allies who couldn't save her and can't avenge her but can and will grieve her. But not yet. Just a few more tasks to do first.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the Boston squad, a telepathic conversation is going on back and forth across the Palace grounds. 

:Delian? What in all hells–: 

:Van is gone: 

This is in no way a surprise. Hearing the opposite would have been the shock of her life.

And yet. 

:?: Enara adds, wordlessly, helplessly.

:...We don't exactly know what happened. Van was en route to the Web-room with - with some sort of plan. Something went wrong. It - all happened so fast - Brightstar....: 

Enara can sense that Delian, too, is half in shock, dizzied and buffeted by how many things went wrong in so short a span of time. 

Tantras must be all right, though, or she would have heard about that first. And not from his Chosen. 

:Leareth? The others?: 

:....We lost Kilchas. Everyone else is alive. Lissa's hurt but she'll live. - Leareth is in bad shape. They brought him to Healers':

Everything feels so heavy and so cold. 

:We've got some lost mage-children here. Or something. They were - traveling home from school? Someplace none of us have ever heard of. Could be their Gate went off target. They don't seem injured but they're pretty confused and lost. I...figured Healers was as good a place to bring them as any: 

And Jisa will want to see Leareth. She hasn't said it, or even thought it explicitly, but that was the part she was most afraid of. 

She relays the highlights of this to her Chosen. 

:I– wait. Should we - I don't know if it's a good idea, to bring them near Leareth. He's really vulnerable right now, yeah? And - just, a Gate getting thrown off is...the sort of thing that could be Someone meddling, right?: