Great, okay, the Gate is down and Jisa is....definitely a functional grownup person who is capable of doing things. Definitely. 

:Sorry: she sends. :I'm - apparently sending you to Polsinn? I think it's a small town in northern Valdemar? Need said you thought it'd be safer if you weren't in a big city.

....I'm Jisa.: 

She is NOT saying anything about being lifebonded to the future King of Valdemar. Or being the bastard daughter of the current king of Valdemar. Neither of those things is the point. 

- does Iomedae seem to have any questions before she raises an approximately-targeted Gate to this small northern town she's never been to...? 

Iomedae has so many questions and is not going to ask them of this very stressed teenager who is somehow already a powerful spellcaster. That does not suggest a happy childhood. Probably her country will send a diplomat, or a strike team, and she'll figure things out from there.

...At almost any other point in Jisa's life, Jisa would be fascinated and curious and have a thousand questions she wanted to ask. She's probably going to regret, tomorrow, that she failed to think of any of those questions during her brief window of opportunity. 

Right now, it's hard to care. 

:Gate to Polsinn: she sends, and - raises a Gate-threshold to, uh, somewhere. .....A field, apparently. It's probably close to Polsinn on a map. Van has a ridiculous Mindspeech range, he'll find this weird woman there. Probably. 

Oh thank the good gods it's not another animate hostile forest. A field. Civilization. Iomedae is an Arodenite and her soul cries out for fields of grain.

She says 'thank you', though they won't understand her, and goes through.

The Gate goes down. 

There are no mages currently present in Polsinn. It was a border town in Valdemar two decades ago, but things have changed.

The Web triggers an alarm, of course. It would usually go to Savil (dead, now), or Vanyel (highly distracted), or failing that, one of a number of recently awakened mages, all of whom are also distracted, and the most senior of whom (Katri) is also out of range. 

Jisa does not collapse in the snow because she has dignity. 

:Katri, er, can you - get us home....?: 

Jisa doesn't understand what exactly is wrong with Brightstar but it's worrying her! A lot! 

Katri can Gate them back if she has Need in her hand. 

(Need is...actually in substantial distress, because there is a CONFUSING PULL from Iomedae and also a sense that she shouldn't be there, but she will definitely help Katri Gate them back to Haven.) 

Iomedae continues to find herself in a field. The stars are very clear and bright above her. No one is interrupting her yet. 

Well, it's the best opportunity for an emotional breakdown she's had or is likely to have, so, sure, why not.

She's going to weep for the village. She didn't know the people in it, but they are dead because of her, everything they'd beautifully built shattered because of her, and she hates it, and she can't ever fix it, here where Aroden doesn't even reach. 

She has no idea what's going on here and she can't - find out, walk through the cities, talk to people - until she knows how that happened and if it'll happen again.

And she is angry, very angry, with whoever did it.

Vanyel is not even slightly in the mood for - any of this, whatever ""this"" is, but it's not like that's ever mattered. 

(Whether or not you can, you will.)

"- I don't understand," he says to his daughter, miserably. The misery is for so many reasons, but high among them is the fact that Jisa should not at all be having to deal with this. 

"I mean, none of it makes sense," the world stopped making sense when Savil died and honestly in some sense the world stopped making sense when he met Vanyel "but - she claims to want to help, right? It'd be stupid to just ignore that." 

It feels like it has to be a trick. But....it doesn't feel like the sort of trick Leareth would use. Maybe that's a stupid heuristic to be using, here, but Vanyel doesn't have anything better. 

...He would have gone north to talk to Leareth. Alone, if he had to. It's odd, how clear and stark that feels, now that it's not even the choice he has to make in reality. 

"- I think I need to go speak with her."

Stef....is not actually going to bring up the fact that this is a decision the King should have an opinion on. The King is dying. 

"...I'm coming with you." 

"It might be a trap." 

"I'm not an idiot. Van." 

Are we partners or not, he doesn't say. 

...Vanyel hears it anyway. He's - very tired. And confused. He's way too tired for this much confusion. 

I need him. 

And he'll raise a Gate to the part of Polsinn he remembers clearest, which is the stretch of road he paved for them, leading into the city square. 

Stef sings so that it won't hurt him at all. 

It's still probably a trap. Of some kind. He doesn't understand what Leareth's gameplan is, here, and he's so tired of being confused. 

- he keeps all of his shields raised but extends his Thoughtsensing, looking for minds that don't fit with the surroundings. 

Very well and very weirdly shielded, praying for the dead. She didn't even think to ask where they'll go, here. Maybe they'll be together.

...He's not going to try to read her mind. He'll just - walk in that direction. (He doesn't reach out ahead with Mindspeech either, but this is half because he has no idea how to start a conversation when he hasn't even seen her face.) 

Van is an idiot but he's Stef's idiot. Stef follows him. (He's so curious.) 

And Iomedae will see a short, slender man, dressed in white and with heavily silver-streaked hair, walking toward her.