He puts his hand on her shoulder, warningly. 

"We could leave, camp in a Rope Trick."

"I think that might be a good idea."

"In favor."

So they turn around and proceed back the way they came.

On the way out they are stopped; a group of guards and constructs move to block their path.

One of the guards points at Imrainai and says something in Hallit.

Mahdi reaches out to touch everyone and casts Tongues. 

"I'm sorry, can you say that again?" he says politely.

"The Black Sovereign requires her at the Palace of Fallen Stars. She'll come with us."

"I'm afraid you must have mistaken us for someone else. We only arrived here a few minutes ago, and are now leaving."

"Believe me, I know, if you were from here you'd be eating less well. But you came to Starfall, and in Starfall the word of the Black Sovereign is law, and today's word is that he could use more female guests up at the palace."

"I regret that we can't be of more assistance to him. Do you want some money for leaving us alone."

"Mmm. How much?"

He opens his pockets, digs out fourteen gold with the air of someone who does not have any more of it.

The guard counts it up. "Make it twenty, and you can go."

He can do that.

They are allowed to pass out of the city.

"Bet the constructs are weak to electricity," he says once they're out. "We could've taken them."

"We could've made enough of a mess to get out, at least. I'm not entirely sure - it felt evil, and lawless."

"You don't say."

"Whole city felt evil and lawless. But you probably don't want a whole city full of constructs mad at you," she says, a little more quietly than usual.

"It's not like we're ever coming back."

"If this happened in Osirion I'd want the foreign adventurers to be cooperative, or at worst just leave, not to start blowing up as much as they could."

"I don't think we do it like that."

"Of course not. But."