- he's not going to collapse but he's definitely leaning on Iomedae while he takes down the Gate. 

Where she'll exhale, very heavily. "Alfirin, this is the tower of the Archmage Urtho, and this is Kiyamvir Ma'ar. ...Urtho made a weapon that I think can be used to destroy a plane of Hell."

"Pleased to meet you" she says half-automatically because she's still processing the phrase 'destroy a plane of Hell'

"i'm - really sorry for putting you through that. And there is, actually, an outside chance I'm substantially impaired, a godlike entity did try fundamentally manipulating my soul and Aroden had to intervene and then maybe-Sarenrae had to put me back to rights. But - I'd do it again, obviously, because - 

- we've got to, and I'm not sure Aroden can let us."

:Urtho thought it might be able to hit multiple planes if we could somehow have active Gates open between them at the time: Ma'ar manages, :it would kill the mage casting it, obviously - did not bring it up before not sure it is worth it -: 

There's a chair but it's all the way at the other side of the Work Room, he's not steady enough on his feet to make it there without it being obvious how tired he is, and he's very reluctant to show visible weakness in front of Iomedae's impressively paranoid ally. 

(Iomedae will carry him. Not like he's weak, just like she's strong.)

(He's not sure this is better from the perspective of visibly showing weakness but he's...fine with it, actually, Iomedae wouldn't if it was going to make things worse.) 

:Should I call Urtho in to introduce himself?: 

(She is not mindspeakable. Probably related to how she's not showing up to mage-sight.)

"Yes, that follows.

Do you have a plan to hit something deeper than Avernus."

Under normal circumstances Alfirin would probably be feeling something about Iomedae's soul being attacked and molded by multiple gods, or about - other things - but right now the part of her that feels things about things seems to be busy pretending not to exist.

;Alfirin can't hear you because she's got Mind Blank up: she tells Ma'ar. :I think not Urtho quite yet.: Because Alfirin is obviously having a terrible time, mostly in ways that are not entirely in Iomedae's power to fix but they can give her a couple minutes before introductions.

"It needs to be Dis. It's a magical chain reaction that spreads to nearby magical targets, Avernus is too sparse. Ma'ar was just saying - you're blocking his Telepathy - that we could maybe spread it from there with Gates, if it's possible to Velgarth-Gate between planes of Hell, which we don't know and which will be hard to test. 

Urtho also thought it'd be, uh, bad for all nearby planes, to use it at that scale."

"If he says a word or two my tongues will be able to pick it up -

What measure of planar distance are we talking about here?"

(He had noticed that he couldn't read Alfirin but wasn't sure if non-directional Mindspeech was or wasn't getting through.)

Urtho is probably very alarmed. The Work Room shields block Mindspeech but not the communication-spell, which is more tiring right now but doable now that he's sitting down. 

<We are fine> he sends. <Wait a few minutes, we will call you in soon.> 

:Alfirin has Tongues, if you speak she'll understand you.: Iomedae won't but they can probably make it work with a Tongues/Telepathy combination. 

"You will be able to get wildly more useful explanations out of Urtho than I can," she answers Alfirin. "I mostly just sit in the corner having an aura of courage while the two of them go at it -" gesture at Ma'ar and at the door which will be taken as metaphorically at Urtho. 

"Classically speaking when archmages are experimenting with plane-destroying weapons they do not need more courage."

"But you see, when I arrived they were at war, and I talked them down, and then they needed a bit of supervising to go back to a functional working relationship."

She would not expect courage to help there either but Iomedae's the expert.

"Hopefully not a war where weapons like that one were used?"

" - one of them in fact was! It tears open an enormous rift to the Elemental Plane of Fire! Boiled the water for fifty miles around! - I dodged the weapon, but it turns out it's hard to dodge a boiled ocean."

Iomedae is clearly trying to send her impression of what she and Alfirin are talking about, but she's clearly very distracted and he's following at best a quarter of it and probably not the important parts. Apparently Alfirin has translation magic that will somehow fix this? 

"I can call Urtho in to answer questions once you are ready," he says in Tantaran as soon as there's a pause long enough for it. 

She observes that Iomedae being caught in a boiled ocean is also something she would usually have feelings about.

"...are there more? Are any unsecured?"

And in Tantaran, "I'm ready to talk to Urtho now, I had assumed he was busy."

Iomedae will sprout angel wings, actually, so she can keep up with the switch in languages. One angel wing will curl protectively around Ma'ar, because he's still exhausted.

"All of them are now partially dismantled and Urtho thinks only he could reassemble them."

This is a conversation he would really prefer not to be having while this exhausted, but it seems important and time-sensitive. 

"Urtho was not the one who used the weapon against Iomedae," he manages, because he's pretty sure that was just being talked about though he couldn't understand the words at the time. "A follower of one of the local gods stole it." 

Well obviously Urtho didn't use the weapon against Iomedae, because boiled ocean or no Iomedae seems to be in perfect health and Urtho does not seem to be dead or a prisoner.

"Mm. An Evil one I assume? Anyone I've heard of?"

"The locals don't themselves have Detect spells, though they show up fine to mine, and they don't - think of their gods as possessing alignments, though there is one who sounds a lot like Sarenrae. I - think the one who stole and used the superweapon might've been Lawful? He warned me so I could get out in the ocean, avoid collateral damage."

"Polite of him." This is still a very surreal experience but that seems odd, even for a Lawful god.

"The gods were - flailing pretty wildly, because they couldn't see anything I touched and I immediately went and - got a ceasefire for the war, interrupted a coup, got the superweapons dismantled - made everything look very fuzzy, and charitably the gods had been trying to watch the war very closely to prevent it destroying the whole continent."