He will speak to you in five days.
Gather any information you can find and disable any portal and teleportation blockers.
With those words, Rain was left to his own devices.
It wasn't hard to do what she asked. The blockers were placed in the inner courtyard, along with most of the embassy's defensive wards, and angels only used paper for the orders they gave to mortals, after all.
Aside from unsent orders, there were stacks of reports from the local Syndicate, which had been tasked with hiring and ferrying mercenaries, adventurers, and supplies to Ironport as part of some long-term plan to expand Syndicate control over Armedon.
From the remains of Helios' memories, he knew everything else would be accessible from the local Akash node, contained in a heavily inscribed cube that the late Ambassador kept on her desk, of all places.
At least the food and drink were good.
