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She appears above a bit of frozen wasteland. She falls, conscious but without making a peep, to the ground, and breaks a few more bones.
She lies there.
promise and leareth
imeanforever
"It could help. But on the other hand it could also make things worse if someone hostile and clever gets ahold of me."
the-final-accounting
"That makes sense. I will hold off for now. Anyway, my thought initially was to bring you to the Moonpaths and have you order the Star-Eyed to send a leshya'e Kal'enedral with instructions not to harm either of us - I am capable of defending both of us, but nonetheless."
the-final-accounting
"It is another plane, accessible here for mortals with Gifts and training, who can learn to project their minds there. Dead spirits probably reside there, and the Velgarth gods have substantially more power and can more cheaply have avatars there. The 'Moonpaths' themselves are routes that are safe for mortals, which I believe the Star-Eyed's avatars set up."
the-final-accounting
"I am not sure if it is the best plan! The alternative would be - hmm, we could attempt to speak with one of the Tayledras, if they are still around, they may have Gated out by now after surrendering. I do not really want to enter the Pelagirs to find them. I - can theoretically Gate to the Dhorisha Plains, where Her other people are based, but it is a very long way. And then we would be even more going through intermediaries."
the-final-accounting
Leareth lifts a hand to rub his temple. "I can scry the bunker they destroyed. I - am not sure I can remember where the second group of them was, when they peeled off from Vkandis' people." It's been an incredibly distracting last candlemark.
the-final-accounting
"We would need to Gate to them, right? I will try scrying first."
It takes Leareth nearly thirty seconds of trying to properly centre and ground before he succeeds at scrying the ruins of his facility. "...That was my favourite library," he mutters under his breath.
He shows Promise. No Ifteli uniforms are in evidence. There are some Tayledras, fewer than before; they've excavated a lot of the rubble and seem to be treating injured casualties. At least some of whom are Leareth's people, presumably rescued from the wreckage.
running-to-the-sun
Nayoki puts a hand on Leareth's shoulder, briefly, and then stands up. "I can attempt a Gate there. You seem tired."
running-to-the-sun
It takes Nayoki a lot longer to get the Gate up than it would Leareth; she has to find a sufficiently doorway-like intact shape amidst the rubble.
Eventually a Gate goes up.
the-final-accounting
Leareth steps through quickly, to minimize exposure in case any of the nearby Tayledras change their minds about the surrender and try to blast Nayoki's Gate.
He hates feeling like he's several steps behind, purely reacting, with hardly any semblance of a plan for the next steps after this.
Some startled, kind of terrified-looking Tayledras stare at her for a few seconds, and then one of them beckons her over to a makeshift tent they've pitched to one side.
imeanforever
She follows them. "I need to examine them before I can do anything," she says. And, because it's kind of close quarters, "Nobody touch me."
They're so scared of her and they take that request very seriously, the Tayledras Healers pinning themselves back against the tent walls. There are five people on cobbled-together stretchers or bedrolls on the floor; none are dying right now, but three are pretty badly hurt and not currently conscious. The other two are in a lot of pain, with multiple broken bones, but awake.
imeanforever
She stares at the stretchersful of people. For about ten minutes without saying anything.
imeanforever
One after another, the injured people are restored to complete health.
Promise ducks out of the tent. "Anyone else?"