Ye…es? But right now she can't cast anything.

Her captors would like her to mentally activate an illusion item of theirs that they can touch to her skin and create a model of the night sky.

On the one hand, alleged novel magic item type! On the other hand, this is probably a trap to get her to count as 'willing' for some totally different effect.

Well, these people keep not torturing her. «I'm not comfortable doing that without being able to verify the nature of the item.» Which would also mean she would get to look at a novel magic item type!

If they uncover her eyes and give her more motion with one hand and put her at an improv writing desk, is she a) even willing to draw the sky for them at all and b) going to do anything stupid.

«Yeah, sure. And no, I'm not, you clearly outlevel me.» She's going to be way too monitored to try anything right now, they'll presumably have to step down security eventually. Or alternately she's wasting the time of a high-level Good adventuring party indefinitely, which is also beneficial to Hell.

The Carissa is repositioned. When the eye covering is removed, she's in … a pretty ordinary-looking tent that appears to have specifically been set up for blocking off Carissa's sightlines, as it's basically empty, and restrained in a seated position with a collapsible desk in front of her. Paper is secured to the desk so she won't need a second hand free to secure it, and there's a pencil on it. There's a hand on the back of her neck, and given that she can see the druid and the paladin it's probably the wizard who's the one behind her. She still can't hear anything. Her uniform's been swapped for some ill-fitted clothes she didn't bring with her. The paladin doesn't have any holy symbols she recognizes, just a weird overcomplicated wrench.

Her hands are still restrained. «What hand do you draw with?»

«My right hand.»

And now her right hand is not restrained, and she can reach the pencil and draw on the paper.

«For clarity, you want a drawing of the night sky, not a star chart.»

«We'll take both if you can manage a star chart, we have plenty of paper.»

«Only a rough one.» Which she will now draw.

The druid will replace the sheet of paper with a fresh one.

«Want this drawn inverted for more accuracy?»

«Yes.»

Drawing of the night sky. It's very full of stars, which are points of variable magnitude, and there's a hazy band across it. Also, a moon is there.

And now she is restrained as previous again, which means it's time for even more seemingly inane questions.

Inane questions are answerable.

Given the nature of their relay, Carissa doesn't have the capacity to figure this out, but the adventurers have now delegated question-asking duty and are discussing their findings.

"This doesn't match with the Fellnight records at all."

Yup, it sure doesn't. Does Griffie think the prisoner was being honest?

Ey does.

That matches their impressions.

In the long term they may want actual trust and that's going to be a pain to work out with an Asmodean.

The barrier should go down within the week and they can make the Upper Planes handle this.

True, true.

Seriously, though, a psychopomp-god ruling all afterlives and cutting off daemons from their supply? What gives? Is that really a plausible way for an alternative to be? And what is up with that sky? It doesn't match the swirls of Old Aiquzall, but it's brighter than the postwar sky and the band is maybe Old-Aiquzall-ish sort of but not really.