The Tribunal reconvenes after an hour, however no one is seated next to Valerian, meaning Augustina Tytali has not yet made an appearance.
Cavillor is less than pleased, "Augustina Tytali, your presence is requested and required. You were witnessed at the Tribunal. If you do not present yourself, I will deputize someone as a Hoplite and have them bring you to stand before me."
All eyes are on Cavillor, but. Rotgiers is still confused, Valerian is livid, Calefacto is looking smug, Marcus has a huge grin on his face, Proctor has not yet returned, and Aristarcus is siting alone.
"Begging the acting Presiding Quaesitor's pardon, but what you ask is quite impossible."
"What are you talking about Marcus? I am running out of patience. This has turned into a circus."
Marcus stands before Cavillor, blocking his view of Calefacto, "Well, Augustina can be brought to stand before you, I can do that this moment, but she would be uniquely ill-suited to stand with Valerian in this matter, despite her Quaesitorial training."
"Out with it, already!"
A gasp starts spreading through the coliseum as Calefacto transforms, before everyone's eyes into a woman. Marcus moves aside, and Cavillor cries out, "Augustina!" Valerian looks shocked, and of course Rotgiers is confused. Aristarcus immediately disappears from his spot, which is quite noticeable.
"You see, Calefacto and Augustina are one in the same." Marcus says, simply. Cavillor puts his head into his hands, resting his elbows on the table in a futile attempt to hide.
A slight giggle reverberates through the coliseum, although it's soft, it is plainly heard by everyone, and everyone turns to the source, but nothing is there, at least right away. A small pop is heard and then a woman dressed in traditional brown Guernicus robes appears, along with Proctor and Aristarcus. She has a smile on her face, and she's a bit matronly in appearance. She calmly walks up to the stage where Cavillor is holding Tribunal. "Acting, Presiding Quaesitor Cavillor, I will stand with Valerian, should he need the assistance of an advocate." There are a lot of whispers flowing through the crowd, and some of those near Mons Electi magi are whispering 'Bilera.'
And Cavillor immediately confirms the whispers, "Certainly, Bilera, I am honored."
"Oh, no, Cavillor, the honor is all mine." She says with sincerity (awareness roll of 15 to see this for what it is, but I'm sure the players know what it is). She looks about, and gives Marcus an appraising look. "If the Acting, Presiding Quaesitor and the prosecution, she says glancing at Marcus, " will indulge me a moment. I think I have the facts so far. Marcus is challenging Valerian's integrity, to impeach his testimony before this Tribunal. My, but these proceedings are most unusual." She looks sweetly at the gallery, and her eyes linger on Valerian, Proctor and Aristarcus as her gaze sweeps the coliseum. "Marcus, would you care to indulge me a favor. Would you allow me to change witnesses and allow me to question the new witness, first. I believe this could clear up this matter quite quickly. Feel free to say no, of course. You are the prosecution in this most unusual case."
Marcus appears a bit out of his element, caught entirely off guard by the change of events, "Why, uh, why certainly. So long as I can question the witness, I have no objection. As you noted, the case is unusual." He seems almost bashful, and his normally combative style seems heavily muted.
"Excellent, but I don't think that will be necessary at all, Marcus," she says sweetly. Then her voice changes and adopts a commanding tone, "Valerian, come forward and assume the witness chair."
Valerian does so, and appears to be leaden in his movements.
"Very good, Valerian, let's begin. Did you have a contract with Petronius scholae Bonisagi?" She again assumes a sweet disposition and tone of voice.
"Yes, Prima." Valerian says tersely. He is staring intently at her, as if trying to send her a message with his eyes.
"No, you don't have to call me Prima here, I'm simply Bilera, your advocate during this most troubling case." She pats him gently on the hand. "Now did this contract have a confidentiality clause in it, by any chance?"
Tersely, "Yes."
"Oh, don't fret, Valerian, I won't ask you to reveal all of the parts of the contract, if I don't have to." She again pats Valerian's hand and smiles at him with a look of motherly affection."Did he perform all of the requested rituals on that contract?"
Valerian looks a bit relieved when Bilera says she won't have him reveal the confidential nature of the contract, but then looks worried when she asks him the question, "Yes, but..."
Bilera interrupts, and her sweet tone is gone like a snap, and her steely tone returns, "But, what, dear boy? You weren't happy with the results? They didn't meet with your rigid expectations? They failed to penetrate with the force you desired?"
"Well, yes, you see..." Valerian attempts to lamely defend himself.
Bilera looks him squarely in the eyes, drawing herself up to look right into him, "Pay the esteemed Bonisagus, Valerian."
"Yes, mater." Valerian capitulates.
Bilera doesn't miss a beat, "Marcus, is that satisfactory? I think you're right, he should no longer be the Chief Hoplite, but that's not my decision to make." She turns to Celeres, seated nearby, "Dear Celeres, I think you need to find a new Chief Hoplite, do you agree." He nods his head vigorously. Bilera turns to Cavillor, "And, I think we can safely say you are now Presiding Quaesitor, Cavillor. I am assigning Proctor to other duties outside Normandy. Do not sit in that chair, too long, though. It clouds your thinking." She looks at Proctor as she says the last bit.
Rotgiers coughs a bit, "Begging your pardon, ma'am, but what about Calefacto and the stolen vis."
Bilera's face flickers with annoyance (awareness check of 12 to see it)"Did you get it back?" Rotgiers nods dumbly. "Then, I suggest you drop it. You've obviously been part of some fiendish Tytaliian prank. Your remedy for that would be a Wizard's War, and not wasting anymore of the Tribunal's precious time, wouldn't it? He nods dumbly some more. "Although, that would be unwise, but then, you're not too smart, are you." Rotgiers looks at Valerian, and Valerian makes a very curt shake of his head. Rotgiers is even more confused.
Bilera turns to Marcus, "Your assistance in this matter has not gone unnoticed, and it is much appreciated by my House." She pats Marcus sweetly on the cheek and then comes down from the stage. She hooks a finger at Aristarcus, Valerian and Proctor. She spies Petronius, and does the same and leads them all out of the coliseum.
Out of view, Valerian pays Petronius the remaining vis owed under the contract.
Cavillor swings the gavel, and says, Case closed.
Marcus looks really worried.
The gallery, which had been generally silent during Bilera's "questioning" of Valerian erupts in astonished and confused conversation.
Celeres grabs the gavel and brings things back to Order. "I believe that closes out today. We will reconvene tomorrow to conduct the lottery for Grand Tribunal delegates." He smacks the gavel, closing the day's events.
And it's not like Tranquillina would have an opportunity to talk to Rose if they were the same day, you knocked Rose out, and then Tranquillina got knocked out harder. 
But beforehand Tranq doesn't know what will happen with Rose, and afterhand(?) she still wants to talk to Rose once they've both recovered. Or she'll alter the plan if the chronology doesn't make sense.))