"Oh, it's really far north and landlocked and kind of sucks in every way." 

"Gotcha. Uh, are you planning to rule the place as an extension of this abusive authoritarian theocracy situation or do you want to, like, defect once that's safe and run the world's richest exporter of everything, because I will kind of be wanting to bottleneck your resources in the first case a lot but have no problem with enabling the second thing."

"- I wouldn't be doing people a favor, if I shaped them all wrong for surviving in Hell."

"And you seem so concerned about doing people favors, I can see why that would be a prohibitive concern."

"So, what, you think I should, like, make the Worldwound some kind of fucking Cayden Cailien paradise and rack up a lot of Good points and fuck off to Elysium personally and figure I'll be able to adapt fine once Hell conquers it, and fuck over everyone who lived there for all eternity? ...do you really get the Good points if you do it that way?"

"I'm not familiar with your cultural references or your point system."

"Cayden Cailean is a Chaotic Good god. His primary interest is in drunkenness, and he reportedly ascended because he'd hooked up with Desna, who is another Chaotic Good god whose thing is wandering the stars. I have no particular reason to believe designing a society inspired by either of them would be a good place to be, but presumably you would get lots of Good points for it, which means you get a Good afterlife, until Asmodeus conquers it, and He'll probably take a long time to get to Elysium because, like, it's infinite and also not really worth bothering with. I guess if I really desperately wanted Elysium I could try this but it seems like a very stupid thing to try and I don't especially want Elysium anyway."

"Have you considered that Asmodeus's impending conquest is under the circumstances reasonably likely to be propaganda? I have no special knowledge here," yet, "but it seems probable."

"Everybody's got deployments at the Worldwound and we did talk and their argument against Asmodeus conquering the other afterlives was "okay, he did kill Aroden at the height of His power and take His country and all its people and He is getting more powerful every generation but that shouldn't be used to form any expectations about the future!""

"I suspect your interpretation of being uncharitable but, okay, you are at least interpreting a non-propaganda source. Is the resistance to Asmodeus predicated on things like... spellsilver, diamonds, powerful outsider allies, technological advancement..."

"I don't ....think gods fight with any of those things. It'd be like ants trying to decide how to intervene in a human war and being like, maybe they need really really big piles of ant food, maybe they need to be really resistant to ant poison, maybe we should build rafts with our bodies to carry them across that stream over there..."

"Okay, so this is all small potatoes, but we will still work far more cooperatively if you are not planning to run a satellite arm of this shit, at least provisionally before I have had a chance to talk to someone from somewhere, uh, else, and integrate multiple perspectives."

"Okay. Just the Worldwound, no plans for what happens with the Worldwound afterwards yet. In that case I think I need - Boots of Teleport, which they sell in Absalom, and a scroll of it to get to Absalom, and then we can go north and get to work."

"I can't make the magic things."

"I can buy them with spellsilver. I think it's best to leave pretty soon, I'm going to leave a letter affirming my loyalty and swearing I won't cause them any trouble and then we can head out."

"...'kay."

Probably judgment from a Chaotic Good entity is actively a good sign about her reasonableness.

She writes,

In my capacity as unit wizard in Her Majesty's Eleventh I witnessed how the necessity of defending the Worldwound weakened Cheliax. I think it was with the intent of freeing us from this burden for a greater destiny that Asmodeus delivered the apsel into my possession, and I intend to with its powers close the Worldwound. How this can be achieved should be self-evident to any Chelish citizen with the slightest imagination, so it seems likely that the apsel was delivered to me not just for my capacity for this task but for other positive qualities that equip me to carry it out -- and, perhaps, for negative ones, such as whatever makes the apsel like me.

I have been a proud soldier of Cheliax since I came of age. My parents are the proud owners of a merchant company in Corentyn, and my older brother intends to succeed them. My sister followed in my footsteps in the Corentyn Academy of Wizardry, and intended to follow me in the defense of our nation northward, though now I have no doubt you'll deploy her elsewhere. I am a subject of Queen Abrogail II and a soul seeking Asmodeus, and it is in my dedication to their service that I intend to close the Worldwound, so that our great nation can set its sights elsewhere. It is a mission in which I expect many enemies of our state will oppose me, so I will be employing the apsel's extraordinary abilities to secure my own person in your service. It had been my intent to delay my departure, despite the urgency of the situation in the north and the urgency with which Queen Abrogail II has charged us with her service, so as to arrange good lines of communication, but my apsel has made me aware it has the ability to conjure instances of letters addressed to it, and presumably also to me, so it seems wisest for me to depart in advance of my orders, eagerly awaiting them.

Cheliax does not raise weak-hearted children. It has the strength to raise great ones.

Your loyal servant,

Carissa Sevar

All her possessions fit in one suitcase. She packs them.

The apsel is doing stuff with his illusion-stick-thing. He peeps at her letter. "Carissa. That's pretty," he remarks. "I'm Cam."

'Figure out whether the apsel is flirting with her' goes on her to-do list which is already excessively long. "Cam," she repeats. "Can I convince you to wear a shirt so you're less conspicuous?"

"You can if you let me make one. I could put a coat over the wings and tail too, if you like, they fold up real small."

"That would be convenient. Using only cloth, and less than 40 square feet of it, you can make a shirt and coat pursuant to ongoing deals."

"I was gonna go for leather, is leather conspicuous? It'll hide the wings better."

"Leather is fine. I'm just supposed to specify something so you can't do, I don't know, live dragons. Using leather and cloth and less than 40 square feet of it, you can make a shirt and coat."

Shirt! Coat! "That would have required further annoying rigmarole if I needed to have any of this stitched as opposed to just behaving like it grew on a very oddly shaped cow," he remarks.

"Do apsels even how cows, I feel like if your conjurations are permanent there's not a lot of reason to bother."