Alexeara Cansellarion is in his study when he gets the vision from his Goddess, which means he must have fucked up quite badly.
Iomedae goes to find Cansellarion in the extremely early morning to tell him there are four vests, and ask if there's a spell for not sounding scared on the radio. Also she'd like to know if it'll feel like anything, when it happens, and if it's all right for her to react on radio or if she's supposed to pretend she didn't notice.
"Anyone who could resist a wish transporting them would notice… I don't know if you'd notice if it just didn't work because you were in the Dome in Sothis… I will ask Morgethai that when she gets here to cast some of the spells. If they think we're broadcasting from the Dome then maybe they won't guess that we knew, so if Morgethai thinks you wouldn't notice then you should try not to react."
She nods. Doesn't reiterate the question about not sounding scared because he's probably very busy, though the sounding-scared is noticeable every time she opens her mouth. "That was all."
"It's going to be okay. We have quite a few protections to put on you, and if they don't work we'll get you back… Some of them will help with the fear, too."
"I don't want - you should only get me back if it's worth it. You probably should because it'll be very bad if Cheliax knows the things I know, but - the important thing is winning the war."
"I know. We're going to get you back because that will help us win the war - well. We're going to try quite hard."
Iomedae nods. And then leaves, because he's really probably quite busy and she has a broadcast to prepare, even if her heart isn't entirely in it.
"If she were in the Dome she wouldn't notice the attempt," Morgethai says when she arrives.
"Alright. I'll let her know, and with luck Cheliax will believe we broadcast from the Dome as a matter of course. Thank you for coming here to help." It's important to thank Chaotic Good allies, because otherwise they might help less often.
"Any time, though ideally not too many of them. I'm going to leave before the show starts; I want to be in Andoran if anything happens, and it's where my own precautions live. Gallipsiwhoop will stay with you and notify me if anything goes wrong." Gallipsiwhoop isn't visibly present at all.
"I will be departing too. Could I travel with you as far as Andoran, Madame Morgethai? My boots can't get all the way in one hop." Catherine says.
"You may." Communal Mind Blank. Extended Greater Heroism all around, Gallipsiwhoop doing half of them.
Protection from Spells. ("I'd like the gems returned afterwards.")
Extended Mass Owl's Wisdom.
Morgethai offers her hand to Catherine and drops them off in an unfamiliar garden, presumably somewhere in Almas, and then gestures invitingly …straight at the garden wall. "I'm not sure if you had time for tea," she says.
Catherine blinks. "I have no pressing business." She touches the wall tentatively.
It lets her through. The room on the other side is under a Mage's Private Sanctum, and has, as promised, a table for tea. "I was planning to listen to the radio myself," she says. "It's an entertaining show. I am the more impressed by it learning a bit more of its host," in particular that she aired that episode about Lastwall while sheltering in Vigil, but this is presumably obvious enough to not be worth the (minimal) risk of saying it aloud.
"She certainly does not seem to take much care with who she offends. Do you plan to do an interview?"
"Well, that would put an end to the conspiracy theory that I am she, which I find very flattering."
"Aren't you the most powerful wizard on the continent? Surely having a conversation with yourself isn't beyond your abilities. Do her voice as an illusion and speak your own lines - it's just sound, not that I doubt you could do it with someone watching via scry."
"Perhaps I can ask her to conspire with me to say nothing in the episode incompatible with such a theory. I don't know, she does not seem very temperamentally inclined to mislead people even in the service of great goods, like my amusement. Are you confident in your security today, or gambling?"
"Confident. I gamble sometimes, but not with being kidnapped to Hell. Though if you're about to offer a way to be more confident I won't turn it down."
She tosses her, across the table, a tarnished little bronze charm. "It'll only work once, so if you're sure of today pick some other one."
"Are you going to tell me what it does, or do I have to guess?" She could figure it out within a minute but most people with her publicly known capabilities could not.
"It gives good fortune in a moment of unusual unluckiness. You mustn't wear it around all the time or it'll save you from stubbing your toe on your coffee table, and be expended thereby, but it's nice for something like this. I sold Lastwall a half-dozen; I think they prefer purchase orders they can put in their books to presents over tea."