Refusing to preach when everyone's expecting you to would probably draw attention to you.

I guess I'll just... not say anything that gives up the game? I'll act like a perfectly ordinary Lyvina Mayyad...

While Lyvina's off having her missionary moment, I want to interrogate more of these clerics and inquisitors and paladins. 

Oh, uh, okay. Um. I can't say that I'm speaking for Ragathiel, or for his church on Golarion, or for anyone other than myself. I can tell you how I understand Ragathiel, if that's helpful, but any mistakes are my own.

I hear that he's the Lawful Good Empyreal Lord of Vengeance, which seems pretty cool.

I like revenge, and I've always felt like it ought to be Lawful Good.

Um, I think, uh, getting revenge is very rarely good for someone's spiritual development. And it usually involves hurting other people, which is all else equal bad. Helping someone get revenge isn't helping them at all, most of the time.

Then what's "The General of Vengeance" doing in Heaven, then??

And if Ragathiel's some revengeless forgivey forgetty wuss, what makes Him different from any of the other Empyreal Lords? I thought his whole shtick was being hardcore.

...So in Garund there's a kind of animal called a kilifish, that lives in seasonal pools. And when the pools dry, the fish die. Every year the wet season comes, the rains fall, the fish hatch, they live, they lay their eggs, and when the dry season comes they asphyxiate in the air. In captivity, in a tank, kilifish can live for years and years, but in the wild - every one of them is born an orphan, and not a one of them dies old.

Of the Empyreal Lords, Korada would rather you not think about what's going to happen to the kilifish at the end of the wet season. And he'd give the same advice to the fish, if they needed it, which they don't, so in Korada's book the fish are doing pretty well, I think.

I don't know Cernunno and don't want to slander Him. I'll say that I think Gozreh is happy that kilifish exist, and Cernunno might be as well.

Arshea is living Their best life, and wants you to live Yours, but if in Their travels They came across a kilifish, Arshea would rescue it to an acquarium where it could live its allotted time, or maybe to a river-fed lake where it might be eaten but would live free. And Arshea would be happy, because whoever saves a single life, it's as if they'd saved the entire world.

Vildeis, though, Vildeis would seek the kilifish out, in their miserable shrinking lakes, and rescue the dying in those choking muddy puddles, as many as She could, She'd spirit them away to safety. And then She'd return, the next day, and she'd do it again, and again the day after that, and the year after that, and the year after that. This is why Vildeis wins the most morality points out of all the Empyreal Lords.

Ragathiel would drive to Garund with a cement mixer, um, with a portable hole full of cement mix, in the heat of the dry season, and fill every dusty hole that contained a fish's eggs and bones. This is why Ragathiel is the best Empyreal Lord. 

I think the moral of your story is undercut by how fish can't feel pain or suffer.

You think because they don't have an organ that reads the state of their brain and returns it as sense data? Well, you could be right, kilifish are neotenous barnacles and only an inch long, so, not a lot of room for brains. But at the end of the day we're all neotenous barnacles drifting with the current, though, so I do feel sympathy for the plight of my cousins.

What are you on about? I mean because fish are soulless animals put on this world by benevolent Pharasma for our personal benefit, like cows were and pegasi.

Oh.

Uh.

Ok.

Well, um, Ragathiel is the god of deciding of a bad thing that it will never hurt anyone ever again.

Any questions?

What have I been able to learn from the clerics and inquisitors and paladins? 

Here's what you're able to determine: 

It varies.

Someone who was recently empowered by a god might gain a number of d6 hitdice equal to the levels that they gained, or they might only gain enough hitdice to make up the difference between their previous character level and their new one (very often zero).

Some people seem to have improved at mundane skills, including weapons skills, but they tend to describe these as breakthroughs in their own art; many people got better at things which they were good at or practicing, no one got a de novo mundane skill. The first-level inquisitors don't feel any more knowledgeable about monsters or better at ferreting out lies or scaring people, although people who were already knowledgeable about monsters or good at ferreting out lies or good at scaring people were more likely to be made inquisitors. By the same token, the higher level inquisitors didn't spontaneously gain Track or Solo Tactics. 

Things which make someone more likely to gain hitdice from divine empowerment: having pre-existing magic talents, being above 1st level, and being below 5th-level. People who had pre-existing combat and adventurer skills are more likely to gain hitdice from cleric levels than they are from inquisitor levels.

Things which make someone less likely to gain hitdice include: only having one hitdie, or being a high level already, gaining inquisitor powers rather than cleric ones, gaining paladin powers rather than cleric or inquisitor powers (the great majority of paladins had their supernatural abilities gestalted onto their existing warrior-type chassis, or even their existing wizard-type class), and/or having non-magic adventuring skills (for inquisitors and paladins only). 

Gestalt.

They get fucking gestalt.

If there's a friendly god out there who wants to gestalt me with Paladin, I'd like the Divine Hunter archetype please.

Only two levels of it, though, after that, give me Inquisitor.

Sanctified Slayer, if you'd be so kind, and Ravener Hunter too. 

Abadar? Irori?

Lesser planar ally.

Hesperians - also known as accomplice devils - look human from a distance. The only tells are their small devil horns and their snakelike eyes. This one is male, tall, dark, handsome, sharply dressed, moving with clipped urgent precision, and carrying a rolled Portable Hole under one arm. In his other hand he grips three tiny wooden boxes, strung on leather cords. The devil steps smartly out of the circle, and thrusts these headbands into the Archbishop's arms. 

Shelyn? Iomedae? Ragathiel?

Under detect magic, it's obvious that three boxes each take a headband slot, which explains the leather cords, but there isn't very much spellsilver in them. The design is entirely unfamiliar to him, and perhaps to all Golarion, but it doesn't take very much spellsilver at all, no more a few hundred sails' worth per box. The Archbishop's Spellcraft is more than equal to identifying a magic trinket. The item's effect is related to detect alignment, but it... ah. It lets your god communicate to you Their will, as often as They please.

Reebs represses a shudder.

Asteriskodeus?

The deal is struck.

I am the dumbest motherfucker in the history of dumb motherfuckers. 

"Give one phylactery to a subordinate without a Wisdom headband," the devil commands Reebs. "And the other two, to a mortal with six limbs."