She goes on following the vial of sand's directions.
"You have a vial of Raezenoth's sands but you need not his favor to take to the skies," says a voice, in the same vein as the previous one. The only difference is the voice itself - very obviously feminine. "I am the goddess Perinixu - explain yourselves, travelers."
"He gave us this sand so that we could receive directions here to talk to you about your probably-dead acolyte Ayabel, who I would like to resurrect. I have most of what I need to do that but need to confirm that it's her full name."
"Raezenoth mentioned the same thing - it's part of why I want to bring her back. And I have done it before. I need a flat place that's not too windy to work, your leave to kill two medium-sized birds that I can call to hand myself if necessary, and - your assurance that no one will be offended if I call deities foreign to the world."
"Do not invoke other gods in my domain. There are few flat places to work, here, anyway - the space you have come through should do fine. If you invoke deities in a place where no god holds claim, no one will be offended - the space between Raezenoth and I is one such place. You have my leave for all else."
When directed, Isabella lands, makes sure she has enough space, and starts drawing out the ash diagram.
Adarin, meanwhile - is supportive husband who isn't actually very useful in this instance. He will watch and maybe hand Isabella things if she needs him to.
Ash ash ash.
Herb herb herb.
Bird, bird, she secures them both.
Pose.
"I call all my goddesses now -"
Adarin waves. For lack of the language itself ("What" was not enough to catch it) he will just wave and smile.
"I'm Isabella and this is my husband Adarin and we are from another world and I did it with my world's magic."