Someone - several someones, actually - appear right now. One of them has nice shoes and wrecked clothes, one has nice clothes and wrecked shoes, one isn't wearing anything in good condition at all. They're all breathing hard, covered in sweat, splattered with unidentifiable substances and blood, scarred and lightly injured, and very confused about where they are. Nice-shoes starts crying.

It's a little while before anyone notices them.

After about thirty seconds one of the orchestrators taps the lead orchestrator on the shoulder. Are those people supposed to be here? They're out of costume and also one of them is crying and it seems like maybe we should do something about this.

The lead orchestrator looks at them -- they don't look familiar, but that doesn't prove much -- and quietly counts everyone else in the room.

They're not from the LARP. Take over the table -- envelopes are in the box underneath -- and I'll go figure out what their deal is.

Te grabs tir nametag ("Tyrin") and walks over to the group, making a gesture where te touches tir index figures together. "Hello? Who are you, is everything okay here?"

One of them (Nice Clothes) says something incomprehensible.

What.

Surely ... a conlanger ... wouldn't be stupid enough to try to randomly introduce themself to a stranger in a conlang, while clearly lost?

Tyrin repeats what te said word-for-word more slowly, and signs it as well, just in case the stranger just didn't hear them properly, and also somehow managed to forget how to speak or something.

She shakes her head and tries again in another language. And then another one.

No Nice Things can also try languages!

The crying one can get ahold of herself and also do this.

?????????

Maybe they're historians who heard there was a historical LARP going on and thought that meant they could just show up speaking some language no one uses anymore??? This doesn't really make very much sense, but neither does anything else te can come up with.

Petarka is the only one here who even might understand whatever they're saying, where is pe -- halfway across the room, and probably not checking pir handcomputer during the LARP. 

"Wait here," says Tyrin, pointing at the floor since it's not like that can hurt, and runs off. 

They don't seem inclined to go anywhere. Nice Shoes sits on the floor.

Tyrin comes back with another person in the same solid-black-with-sash outfit. This one has pale blue hair.

(If any of the new arrivals are paying attention to what the people in the room look like, they don't look at all like they're from the Scholomance, even if you ignore the clothing -- their hair is too long, for one thing, and some of them have it dyed.)

I'd give decent odds I wouldn't understand them even if it's a language I ostensibly know, pe signs to Tyrin. My auditory processing is a lot worse than yours and I don't think you're fully modelling how much harder that makes it to understand languages I only sort of speak.

Even if you can't tell what it is, if you recognize a few words that's a lot better than I have, signs Tyrin.

"Hi," says Petarka to the group. "Uh, I think I'm supposed to ask you to talk at me, or something."

Yeah, they can all try their languages again. They've got more than half a dozen between them.

That's extremely impressive and Petarka has no idea what any of those even are! What on Tree is up with them!!

"You're in the Daisyhill Concert Hall?" pe tries. "In the city of Alafi?" Alafi's a big city, and even before people standardized on a single language it was called more-or-less the same thing in all of them. "I can pull up a map if you're lost or something?"

Pe takes out pir handcomputer, pulls up a map program, and types in their current location. If anyone from the group is looking at pir screen, the continents are all the right shape but the country borders are completely wrong.

The three of them start muttering amongst themselves in one of their languages. They sound really fluent. The two girls have similar accents in the language and the boy has a different one.

Have none of them seen a handcomputer before?? --No, they didn't react like that when pe took it out, just when pe pulled up the map.

That's not really any less confusing.

Get Latarena, pe signs at Tyrin. Probably Betalan too, I don't really expect bem to be able to help but it's not so unlikely that it's not worth it.

Pe has some paper (it's technically backup copies of one of the props, but Tyrin always makes more backups than they actually need). Pe will hand some of it to the group, along with something that vaguely resembles a mechanical pencil apart from the casing being entirely metal.

If any of them look at the other side of the paper, it has writing that isn't in any language they recognize.

...they can try writing a sentence in each of their languages?? Is that the desired behavior?

...That's not really what pe was going for but pe's not totally sure what pe was going for, and now that pe actually thinks about it that could be helpful.

Pe switches pir handcomputer over to a translation program and holds up the writing to the camera. It does, actually, give pem a result, but even a quick glance is enough to confirm that it's essentially just parsing a random handful of the symbols that are similar enough to some long-disused writing system as being from that system, and not even registering the rest of them as language.

Pe takes one of the leftover pieces of paper and draws a picture of the concert hall and the group of three other people, with arrows going from those people into the concert hall, and hands it to the group while deliberately trying to make sure pir expression is incredibly confused. The drawing isn't really very recognizable if you've only seen the outside of the building, but it's at least recognizable as being a drawing of a building.

("Um, is this part of the LARP?" asks one of the people in funny clothing, making the same symbol with their index fingers touching as Tyrin had before.

"No, I'm really sorry about this, also I'm busy and if you need an orchestrator you should go up to the table.")

They also look incredibly confused! And apologetic about it.

...Pe tries a drawing of pemself, labelled with pir name, and point repeatedly between pemself and the drawing? "Petarka."

Pe points between each of the people in the group and the version of them in the drawing.

"Bella."

"Aadhya."

"Caio."

On the same piece of paper, pe draws an amorphous blob, with arrows going from the blob to each of them, then hands the piece of paper back to them.

Caio has the best drawing ability of the lot and will sketch a map of the Scholomance as it appeared on the signs on the walls: