The more she suggests joining the crusade, the more he wants to turn right back. There's good reason to do so immediately, too; they don't know what effect caused it, or if the evidence or mechanism is more likely to disappear the longer they leave it. 

Realistically, though, they're going to need to resupply and prepare new spells before they can reasonably venture back into the forest, and he doesn't have much hope of determining what's going on without consulting with Iolanda. Which he'll presumably want to do in private.

"Certainly we'd appreciate help in determining what happened, and we seem to have nowhere else to go for supplies at the moment." If it comes to it, they can shelter in the forest, but it isn't very safe and he'd prefer not to do it. It just might be safer than Kantaria.

"Do you think they are confused people to whom we should be rendering aid or lost time travellers we should be bringing to Arazni's -"

"They seem very thoroughly confused if so but I've never heard of time travel like that actually happening... If we bring them to Arazni's attention she'll be able to tell, and it doesn't seem very costly to bring to Her attention everything approximately this implausible because things this implausible should be rare."

"...yes, all right, you're right. Can you Send her today? I want to give them some time to speak among themselves, I don't think they're going to collapse as a command immediately, maybe we can ride into town to buy them some supplies and we can contact Her then."

"As long as you think they aren't going to try to flee while I'm casting." In her - admittedly limited - experience, Arazni doesn't answer sendings before they're sent, even though She probably could. "Might also be good to delay taking them to the Doux' men until then..."

"They'd have to leave someone behind. I don't think they will. I suppose we can stay here and keep an eye on them but - I think it'd be better for them not to." She does not actually want to be hospitable, exactly, to Asmodeans - there is no Good in acting like what they've done is acceptable - but she does not think she would change her mind about anything important without time to think about it. 

Back to them, then. "We're going to ride into the city, buy you some supplies, and inquire about whether the inn'll have you if you want to stay the night. I intend later today to meet the Doux, and to explain this matter as best I can, but I'll come back first, in case you think of anything else he ought to know."

He would mostly appreciate her not giving him reason to order them all killed immediately, but he can't think of a way to indicate this that doesn't sound incredibly suspicious. He thinks he prefers staying on the edge of the forest; it makes it easier to bolt back into it with Ferran in an emergency.

He nods. "Thank you for going to the trouble."

She doesn't want them all killed immediately! They'll go to Hell! But she's not entirely sure what she'd do if some avowed Asmodeans, some of them orcs, wandered out of the forest, and she doesn't know the Doux. The thing that would keep them safe would be if she could tell the Doux they were leaving immediately to go north, but she's made her case for that and if they don't want to she can hardly insist.  She nods, instead, curtly, and rides with Alfirin into the city.

Carles gets started on removing his outer armor. He hates to think about riding into the forest without it, but he's less worried about centipedes than he is about angering entire empires that may have two separate reasons to kill them on sight.

"You still think it's something in the forest echoing something?"

"...no. I don't know what it is. I don't think it can reasonably be a location-bound environmental condition, because we're far past where we were when the snow disappeared, and we haven't come out of it yet. My new best wild guess is that we've experienced some sort of accidental planar travel, and we're seeing an area of another plane that's been modeled to look like Kantaria, for some reason. That could be the fey world, a large demiplane, or conceivably one of the outer planes. I think it would be more apparent if we were on shadow plane. I don't know whether to expect the planar travel to have been a single event or a location we accidentally passed through."

Chosen Vallvé dismounts and begins looking for a place to pray to Asmodeus, not because he expects it to help them at all, but because it seems reasonable to make a report under these circumstances.

That sure seems like dealing with devils, though he doesn't remember whether it's on the official list. If Carles were going to pray, which is not something he generally bothers with, he would at least not make it visually obvious, but Asmodeus is a stickler for those things.

...

Holy Erastil, I am a mortal and not worth your consideration. But as patron of hunters, of archers, and of fathers, I ask your help in returning home to familiar faces and familiar duties, if this would serve your purposes.

Well, that about covers it for prayer. It's almost certainly pointless, but when the situation is this desperate you might as well take the time to ask. 

"How are we going to get back?"

"I don't know. If it is another plane, we might be able to trade for transit somewhere else, if we can get out of this immediate area. It feels suspiciously normal to me, though. In a perfect world we would aim to investigate the way we came in tomorrow, when we're resupplied and Iolanda has her spells back, but I can't say for certain that we'll be given the opportunity. And frankly I'm not very hopeful that we'll find anything. It would be different if we had noticed anything to look for, besides the lack of snow. But forests are large, and I didn't see anything else. If our working theory is a plane shift, then we may want to get far enough away from here to determine which plane this is, and buy another plane shift. But that'll require dealing with people for a while without giving them reason to kill us."

Iolanda isn't going to pray. She is going to note down everything she remembers about the circumstances and location of their transit, before she forgets anything else.

The strands of fate around Kantaria are broken and scattered, as if someone had a very nice sweater and let moths get at it while he wasn't looking. Still, Erastil can see an archer and father and leader of a lost hunting party quite clearly relative to his surroundings. The father asks for help returning home to his family and his work, which is not one of the prayers that Erastil is very best at granting, but it's well within his area of possible concern. He can see the father clearly enough that, in another moment, he realizes that the home he left behind was ruled by Asmodeus, and that another member of his party is about to alert Asmodeus to their arrival from another world, at which point Asmodeus will very probably try to collect the entire group and pull them to hell.

Erastil has the information first, though, so Erastil has the advantage. The nearest potentially reachable and useful mortal in the area is probably the paladin of Aroden that the father was speaking with only a while ago, who is probably capable of standing against most fiends Asmodeus is willing to send for this.

Erastil has already packaged and shot the relevant information to Aroden before Hèctor Vallvé begins his prayer.

Sorry, Iomedae's doing what now? She's supposed to be slaying the Iron Gargoyle on griffon-back. It's not one of the things she does that sometimes kills her so he wasn't even paying attention.  

....huh. 

Would you like to pay me not to kill your priest?

- looking ahead slightly here, the default is that you don't kill my priest, your paladin is off in the city talking to innkeepers -

- and Alfirin is about to send a Sending to -

Isn't Iomedae busy doing high profile aerial combat? 

Oh wait that looks like a problem -

The default is that we handle this. But we're pretty busy, so -

Yes, fine, I'd like to pay you to not kill my cleric. I'll just send someone to go pick him and his party up -

What's this "and his party" business.

They're all related to the same incident, they're all devout Asmodeans -

None of them are, not even the priest, because devout Asmodeans aren't a thing. Habitual Asmodeans, maybe.