The second woman she tries asks if she learned to speak Taldane from the horses.

Ughhhh okay wow.  She really needs to learn some more swearwords.  (Maybe they were broadcasting 'don't talk to me' in Chelish and she just can't tell because nearly everyone looks stoically pissed off to her nearly all the time.)

She can beat a mostly-dignified retreat and shut out the rest of the world to bury herself in Alter Musical Instrument for a while. 

One of her squad silently takes up a position at her shoulder, apparently just to glare at anyone approaching without a good reason.

This might be counterproductive in terms of also scaring off people who maybe would want to trade spells, but she honestly does not care right now.  If this is just how things work here then she's so glad she has the squad backing her up.  She shoots him a tiny grateful smile. 

She stays focused on Alter Musical Instrument long enough that it's about time to start thinking about her second channel once she's finished, and by then she's back on a much more even keel.  She'll ask Lloris (and the local guy who was arranging them bunks, if he's still around) if they need to announce it or something to make sure everyone's heard who didn't get in on the first one.

Lloris goes to interface with the locals about this and then comes back to tell her it's go time.

Once people are mostly assembled, she'll clamber up and give it a few more moments to be sure everyone's found the radius.

(Everyone is staring at her aaaaa... no, breathe, focus.  Magic is the coolest thing in the world, she is here to be living proof of that, Nethys likes her better than them anyway- shush, that's unworthy of a priestess- )

She raises the divided mask over her head, closes her eyes and lets the Divine Presence in.

Nobody at this one thanks her. They wait till they feel it and then they disperse.