"Is your pride offended, that I'm talking to you like this? You think you're above me, and that I'm some petty thing assigned a petty job who's gone mad with the petty power that implies? Then you haven't understood a copper's worth of what Project Lawful is about. My soul is the property of a Count of Hell, last that Cheliax heard of it, and the reason for that is that Barons of Hell can't afford me. You think you could summon a Count of Hell to buy your soul, because you're heiress of a county, because you're a Worldwound veteran? They'd laugh at you and then destroy you. Hell doesn't care for your petty mortal accomplishments. Neither does Project Lawful."
"My soul got sold before anybody including Hell realized how valuable it was going to turn out to be. Now you're going to have to sell an option on your soul to Carissa Sevar before we start making you valuable, enabling her to buy back your soul for not much more than the trivial pittance you'll sell it for, because otherwise Hell cannot afford to buy you without bankrupting their ability to pay out for other souls in Golarion. As happens to be important for the government of Cheliax to continue operating."
"That insane price, that incredible value to Hell, reflects what Project Lawful is going to make of you. What Project Lawful has started to make of me, though I'm still a work in progress. It comes from learning the Law, mostly from Keltham, but also from me, because I'm the other one besides Keltham who can and will teach it to you. Your county, your service at the Worldwound, the soul markets in Dis don't care shit. They care that you might be able to master what gets taught here. Period. And in that, there is no mortal of Golarion who is my peer except Carissa Sevar, and only Keltham out of dath ilan above us both."
"You hate me? You're thinking about how to get rid of me? Pray to Asmodeus that you fail. There's a note on my Security file from Aspexia Rugatonn saying that anybody who manages to lose my services to Cheliax is going to have an incredibly bad time, which, if you're wondering, is because Aspexia Rugatonn has required of me that I train her successor. And even that fate would be a pleasant one compared to what Abrogail Thrune will do to you, in person, followed by speculators in Dis's markets spectacularly angry about lost investments, if you fuck up my job."
"It will probably occur to you, at some point or another, that I seem to be insane. I'm not going to bother telling you that, if you had my job, you'd go insane too. You wouldn't. You are the cream and elite of Cheliax. You'd approach everything in a calm and professional manner, and then you'd fucking fail. In the unlikely event you could actually do my job, yes, you would also be insane."
"I've never had much faith inside me, but I like to think that, somewhere out there, there is a goddess in much the same position I am, who has to maintain the real universe against all the fools trying to muck it up. And if so, I have a feeling, somehow, that whoever that goddess is, she doesn't get much support from Pharasma."
"The universe I maintain was envisioned and created by Carissa Sevar. She is not in the Boneyard. She will not judge you after you die. She is here, judging you now."
"Evening, newcomers. Welcome to Project Lawful, fresh meat. My name is Asmodia, and I'm going to annoy the shit out of you any time you try to have any fun with this. And you're going to suck it up and take that, because, unlike Pharasma, Sevar is on her fucking job."
"And Sevar doesn't like it when anyone gets in the way of my job."
"I've got an even shittier job than that goddess does, in a lot of ways, but at least I've got that."