Well, this doesn't make sense, does it? You walk home, and you randomly show up inside a mystic multiverse bar instead of your apartment? There's a bar that made a glass of fizzy orange juice show up, and rooms for rent (?). But, well. She's not gonna have another hallucination like this. So she might as well enjoy it, eh?
"Of course it's going to do nothing if I do it now, we're probably way too distant for Her to notice.
And I'm not even sure if She would be able to hear me, I'm definitely not Good, and probably not Lawful either."
She turns towards Cynthia.
"But you are Good. Do you usually respect the laws?"
"All the time, every time, without exception. But prayer doesn't work, gods aren't real. Lots of people think so, but they're wrong."
"Well, then it would obviously not hurt to open a door to Cheliax and think very loudly, something like:
Iomedae, Iomedae, I want to destroy Hell, to save every person in Cheliax, my country has weapons and people ready to die for this,
right?"
"The danger is the opening the door part, mostly. We'd want to do it somewhere far away, with tons of extremely well-armed guards, in case someone seriously dangerous is waiting on the other side."
"Yes, that seems prudent. The door should open to my house, but we should proceed with as much caution as we can afford.
That said, if we can get any of the Good gods on our side without tipping our hand to Asmodeus, it would completely change the board."
Cynthia just ignores Sana's suggestions. "So, Maurice. We can be quite sure that what Sana and Sofia are speaking of is very, very real. And although we're certain that they're lied to about just how dangerous their rulers are, we should act as if they are incredibly dangerous. Shall we begin our planning for rescuing all of those people, and finding some method of handling all their infiltrators?"
"It's also not going to be trivial finding a big door when we're in Cheliax. All the ones I know of belong to private noble estates, or are city door that we can't close and open on a whim."
"I'm pretty sure that is a problem that can be solved by overwhelming force.
At least at the beginning you will need either me or Sofia to open the door, so we'll be the most exposed, so we should probably not know of any sensitive details, but we can answer all your questions."
"And if the questions themselves could be sensitive, we could just decide, who of us is going to open the door, so the other one can answer questions."
"Sofia, you are smarter than me, you're more likely to give them better ideas if they ask."
"I said it'd take 2 weeks to build it. But we don't need 2 weeks, we already have a door like that ready. It's just a long trip, flying, to get there. I'll try mustering as many mayors and Supreme Coordinators as I can manage; and I expect you to be there and ready when the doors come open."
"We will."
And then, in a whisper to Sana: "You will never be alone again. If you let me."
Cynthia and Sana, together with Sofia, enjoy a comfortable flight to an abandoned airfield, complete with a hangar and its huge doors. It's about as wide as a city block, and 5 stories in height. And there is nobody to seen for miles upon miles. The trio is equipped with the finest body armor thomassia has to offer, with soldiers ready and armed, standing next to the huge doors.
Airplanes are so cool!
She spent the whole flight with her face glued to the window, enjoying the world from above for the first time in her life.
As it lands on the airstrip, Cynthia steels herself while waiting outside the huge doors. "Here goes nothing", she mumbles to herself.
She grabs the handle, concentrates on the sensation that corresponds to opening the door to the other place instead of just opening it normally and... collapses unceremoniously on the floor.
She croaks: "I'm fine!"
She slowly gets in a sitting position, her head still spinning.
"Cynthia, I think I can't do a big one from your world, you should try it. Let's hope it works for you."
Cynthia shrugs, touch her hands to the hangar doors and... willing to lead Elsewhere? She really doesn't know what kind of mental motion she's supposed to make.
It works on the first try. It takes no effort on her part, just a gentle mental nudge.
The bar is further away than where it was when they tried with normal doors, at the end of a corridor as wide as the hangar door she just opened.
"Oh God, this is genuinely slightly terrifying. Well, one of you might be able to open the door, so... please do? And get some people to walk over through, so we... know slightly more to make a plan?"
"I know some people that would follow me."
She walks to the end of the corridor, where there are some smaller doors, and opens one. It opens to Sana's house, which... appears to be exactly as it was two days ago.
"Keep the door open for me?"