in principle I think you should be able to guess the entire premise from the title
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"Cheliax doesn't have human slavery at all." Smugly. 

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"I'm not, uh, impressed with you for enslaving gnomes or whatever instead."

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"Well, if I were a gnome I guess I might be upset about gnome slavery, if people got kidnapped into it or something."

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"I am generically anti-slavery, fun fact. I don't think 'chaotic good' will mostly make especially fine-grained predictions about me but in this particular case I, uh, assume the standard chaotic good opinion is anti-slavery? If it's not you have some pretty cut-rate chaos and good."

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"Chaotic good people are extremely against slavery. In Andoran they raid the Underdark to rescue slaves, hijack ships, all that stuff."

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"Cool, good for them. All they need is competent social services and they sound like they'll be all set."

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Carissa looks skeptical but doesn't comment. She looks out the window instead. "That's probably Absalom. The one shaped kind of like a star."

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"It's neat looking! Do you have an idea where I should land this thing or do you want me to hover it and give you a parachute?"

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"Most of the island's uninhabitable, I bet we can get right near the city and still land somewhere people mostly won't notice. We should hurry just in case Cheliax does send assassins."

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"Sure, point me at something you like the look of." He descends and puts up a picture of the island that grows as they approach.

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As promised it is dead volcanic ash right up to the edges of the city. 

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She puts her hair up and points out a landing site. "You can if you'd like make half a pound of spellsilver in vials identical to the one I first showed you, in exchange for a fancier headband and any anti-mind-control items I can find and purchase for that price in Absalom."

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He assembles them in neat little rows on the floor. "Are you putting up your hair as a disguise, do you want, like, a quick amateur makeup job, prosthetic elf ears - do you have elves - hair dye -"

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"I'm gonna do an illusion, but it's easier if it has less to cover. We have elves. An illusion can do my ears but if you want to do clothes that are, I dunno, typically Galtan, that'd be helpful."

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"I know fuckall about Galtan clothes, name a Galtan about your size and I can grab whatever they're wearing today?"

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"...I don't actually know the names of many Galtans.... can I have that headband back for a second." 

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He hands it over.

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"...Marie-Louis Emilia Lucia Champlain de Cortesar. Thanks."

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He offers her an outfit.

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She strips and puts it on, apparently unselfconsciously, and then does the illusion. It makes her look somewhat more northern European, in Earth terms, and less pretty, and about ten years older. "All right. If I'm not back in an hour and you didn't take any actions that predictably would've had the consequence of delaying my return you can do conjuration necessary to find and rescue me, if you feel like it." 

 

And off she goes.

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Cam hangs out in the shuttle and does some background reading. Does this planet have newspapers? Let's read newspapers.

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The planet does have newspapers. Big broadsheets covering the latest triumphs of Galt in the River Lands and the flight of Grand Prince Stavian's traitor cousin from Taldor and a royal wedding in Korvosa and a series of ships lost at sea off the coast of Katapesh. In smaller print there's lots more: fashions, news updates, products for sale, religious evangelizing...

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He skims newspapers, getting a feel for the place. Then he checks up on his correspondence, which hopefully has been busily researching the world for him in massive parallel - ah, yes - he has to be careful with his paper allotment, he does it in really small print.

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They've found out a lot more! The executive summary is that the gods seem to be real, for the most part assholes, and Asmodeus-ruled Cheliax among the worst of the lot on that front (though admittedly not on the other fronts Carissa quoted him on, like child mortality and material scarcity and women's rights). Good and Evil mostly track the very obvious things - helping people is Good, charity is Good, defense of the innocent is Good, mercy and generosity and so on - but there are some confusing exceptions, like necromancy being Evil despite not to Hell's moral sensibilities being very bad. Abortion is Evil because the afterlife is full of neglected babies with no one to look after them, half-raising themselves. 

In Carissa's Hell people are tortured for centuries in the course of being shaped into devils. Almost everyone from Cheliax goes there. They have routine mindreading for loyalty and execute outliers. 

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Wow, yikes! Do they know anything Carissa didn't tell him about dealing with all the mind-affecting magic -

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