There's a bunch of them.

Teniente Sevar, 

You are absent without leave. Return to Egorian.

Almirante Jose Pedro de Luis

Teniente Sevar,

We share your conviction that the good fortune that brought this odd outsider to our doorstep must be divine in origin, and seek divine guidance on the further implications. We'll expect your presence in Egorian tomorrow to discuss them, and to make further plans. 

by the order of the High Priestess Aspexia Rugatonn, in Egorian

Teniente Sevar, 

There is potentially interest in authorizing an expedition to close the Worldwound. Return to discuss.

Benicio Thrune

Carissa Sevar,

It seems unwise for such an extraordinary venture to be attempted with such limited lines of communication or, relatedly, with so few friends. Drop off a mirror.

Paraduchess Lilia Ramona de Montero

And none of them explode! He brings the packet of them back to the shuttle and lets himself in with another swirl of wind.

She reads her mail. She looks - cheered, at first, and then steadily more miserable. 

"Thank you," she says belatedly after she's been staring at them for a minute.

"I don't think I caught all the subtext in there."

"I don't think they meant to send all these, probably some are drafts. Do you get ones even that were burned?"

"Sure do. If you wanna make a killing among archaeologists I'm your apsel. Do you want me to check which ones exist right now?"

"I - 

- okay, I think that what I want is to understand why you are helping me, specifically, because - it'd be really helpful to have someone to talk everything through with, but I am kind of confused about what exactly made working with me seem more promising than whatever other options you have here, or than threatening to kill me at the first opportunity and then making me let you do stuff, which I don't think would even hit you for Good since I'm Evil. And then once I understand that better I can explain all my mail. Assuming I'm reading it right, I'm new at this."

"Oh, uh, I object to people being pushed around by abusive authoritarian theocracies in general even when they are themselves abusive authoritarian theocracy apologists, am not accustomed to evaluating possible actions based on whether they will make goodness-detecting spells approve of me less, urgently want to accomplish lots of things on this planet since I already ended material scarcity on the other one I know about and it's pretty well sorted, and need you in specific alive because you're my summoner."

"Okay. I don't - really think Cheliax is abusive like a husband is and I'm not used to the word referring to countries. Authoritarian and theocracy I will give you, we are both of those things. I'm guessing that the three letters that address me as Teniente Sevar - that's my rank - are the output of the same process, one of them the most recent draft I was supposed to see, because most enlisted fourth-circle wizards are at least a captain and the instructor wouldn't have known so someone went and looked it up, and included it, for the purpose of saying that I'm not excommunicated yet.

They were clearly contemplating how much cooperativeness was a good idea to communicate to get me to return without my noncooperativeness necessarily communicating more than they want to communicate, right, like, I don't think it serves Asmodeus to excommunicate me unless He's very sure I'm going to stop being valuable at the first opportunity, and what is He doing if humans can't even be gotten to the point where they don't stop being valuable at the first opportunity, why have us around at all.

If I do return they're probably going to try to get a read on that, on whether I'm going to stop being valuable at the first opportunity that is, but the complicated thing about returning is that there are a bunch of ways to not be valuable? Like, one way of not being valuable is being an idiot, and maybe returning is idiotic enough that it itself demonstrates I am not qualified to do this. That's - the spirit in which the letters would have had explosive runes, if they had them, that if that works then there's no way at all Asmodeus chose me to do this. One option is to try to negotiate terms for my return, but I don't do this kind of thing, I don't know how to project the thing I want to project, which is that I work for Asmodeus, and for them insofar as they're not going to get in my way, because - because there's something Good about martyrdom, right, turning yourself in is something a paladin would do, it's the narrowness - I'm a human with my own interests and the means to defend them - probably what I want to do is reply saying that I'm already at the Worldwound and will turn myself in there, make them come to me if they want to deal with me...

- fourth letter is a person I've never heard of, who presumably got wind of this somehow and has her own agenda. I guess I should figure out more about that one? I don't have a mirror for her, though.... a mirror that is enchanted to match another, to use as a communications device. Is what she's asking for."

"Well, I could remotely pilot something to drop one off if you wanna get a pair although I'm not sure you've given full consideration to flipping all these people off."

"- there are some things that you don't do if you're a normal fourth-circle wizard, and you do if you're an extremely powerful high-level wizard, or the leader of a famous adventuring party. Like decide you're going to close the Worldwound. Or - force a regime change in Cheliax, conceivably, if you had a reason to think that was a good idea. And then there are things you don't do even if you're an extremely powerful high-level wizard or the leader of a famous adventuring party, like make Asmodeus angry, or tell the Chelish government you plan on being a problem. There are problems here we can solve, and if we instead go after the problems that we absolutely cannot solve, then we'll just die, and solve no problems."

"If you went to Andoran and said, 'hey, I have come by this here apsel, can you shelter me from Chelish retaliation so I can stop fretting about that sort of thing while I close the Worldwound and incidentally make you the richest country on the planet', what do you imagine would happen?"

"Someone would Wish-kidnap us to Hell and Petrify us or something. Cheliax would invade Andoran. Galt would too, to defend Andoran. Taldor would probably jump in, unclear on whose side. We'd redeploy off the Worldwound to come down through the River Kingdoms and make Galt fight on two fronts, and ally with the drow under Andoran who are pissed as fuck with them anyway because of the slave raids. In the meantime the Worldwound would expand because no one was manning the barriers."

"I admittedly don't have the geopolitics knowhow to contradict that.

What if you said, 'hey, Andoran, I have come by ten thousand apsels'..."

"- dunno.

But - I don't want Andoran to have ten thousand apsels."

"Why not? Some of the apsels love babies and can't have any at home 'cause we're infertile, win-win with their orphanage situation."

"It'd be - giving the future of the world over to people who hate me and everything I stand for. And maybe at that point Asmodeus just destroys it."

"Destroys, what, the entire world?"

"Yeah. Or - stops stopping Rovagug from destroying it."

"Rovagug?"

"Really stupid god who just wants to eat worlds. Ate a bunch of them before He got here. All the worthwhile gods teamed up to stop him. Good and Evil both agree on it being good that the world exists. But, you know, if either one of them ever changed their mind, He still exists, trapped in the center of the world."

"Horrifying! Okay. You can't bring Andoran one apsel and you can't bring 'em ten thousand. Is there anyone sorta between the two that could be a fine compromise?"

"I don't really...trust anyone. I feel like bringing people resources when you don't trust them is kind of complicated. Once they have the apsels, why not dispose of me?"

"If you're the one to summon the apsels, they continue to need you alive."

"I guess that's something. Petrified."