You're in an extradimensional space. A mage's magnificent mansion. 

...I probably should have guessed that.

...Does the mortal still look scared and/or impressed with me?

The mortal has lips pursed to stifle the laughter moving his shoulders. 

and back to the present.

The samsaran Lyvina Mayyad takes a -2 penalty on Charisma checks like Perform (oratory), but the difficulty of the DC depends on your subject matter and the tack you take. Emboldened by her Earthling alter ego, who is, if less Wise, cleverer and vastly more Charismatic, and who's advice Lyvina's recently realized she was underestimating, the Ragathielite doesn't humiliate herself in the course of her evangelism. 

Vaultdwellers pray to Ragathiel. Some are fairly well aligned with Him, and within an alignment step. What does He say?

All Golarion screams out to Me in rage and terror.

So does all Creation.

The Korvosan Vault has clerics already. The Korvosan Vault has paladins.

I'm busy.

Let someone else do it.

Disappointing. 

Hey, do you know who definitely has more BAB and probably has more Strength than this 6HD devil?

Ornher Reebs.

He's going to shove the petty thing out of his face. 

This doesn't deal hit point damage to Rachovii, nor does it convey any new information to him about their relative strength. It does tell him a little about Ornher Reebs, though, and the little bit it does is the hesperian's sole takeaway.

Tell me what's in the Portable Hole.

Where even to start. Magic weapons, holy water we wrung out of Axis, and we've got a fuckton of teleport scrolls, plus scrolls death ward, which you can consider a loan: for each consumable item you use, we do eventually want two back. There's also two more Portable Holes, and in them eleven Taldan tons of nutritionally complete food pellets, entirely fit for human consumption. They're vegetarian [1] and were manufactured in a facility which processes egg, fish, shellfish, tree nut, wheat, quintessence, peanut, and soybean products. You'll want to soften them with conjured water, and to flavor them with prestidigitation. Don't make a project out of reverse engineering our methods of manufacture; you wouldn't get anything useful out of it, but it'd still make feeding you retroactively harder.

1. But not vegan. 

I need to be able to honestly and non-negligently tell people that eating your "food" "pellets" won't damn or corrupt them. I've ever in my life been lectured by Aspexia Rugatonn on the virtues of blind obedience, but to be honest, I didn't make a particular habit of it, the stray shots she aimed in my general direction went mostly over my head, and I'm the only person in Korvosa who's even gotten that far.

So tell me what's in the damn biscuits.

Well, now that you've retroactively made it so we can't feed you the flesh of a fast-healing devil (and I hope you're happy!), there's nothing in the pellets but normal human foods which normal humans eat on normal human hive worlds, and there never has been.

What the everloving fuck in Creation is a "normal human hive world"?

Hell's answer to Awaiting-Consumption, but that's not important right now. All you need to know is that there's nothing Eviler in your meal bars than, like, eggs.

Do Korvosans think it's Evil to eat eggs?

Not particularly.

Then we're golden.

Plus, now that you're eating hive world fare, you could skimp on the prestidigitation. These meal bars are palatable. Hell, you might find them addictive. 

The meal bars should last you a week, or longer if you're stretching it out with other spells, and you can have them for a symbolic Korvosan sail, but after you're through with them you'll need to negotiate something longer-term. 

The first week of supply is... free?

Goodwill is invaluable, no? Refer three thousand friends. 

Suspiciously generous. And what else is in the Portable Hole?

A lot of stuff, most of it I can't even mention unless and until you've found an alternate supplier for us to undercut. Are you Korvosa's quartermaster, and that's why taking an inventory is your highest priority right now? I'd like to speak with the Archbishop of Asmodeus's church in Varisia, please.

I've been stuck in this cave all day. If there's something that's urgent on the level of rounds or minutes, explain what that thing is and the sequence of events which led to your knowing and believing it.

It's relatively urgent to get a Phylactery of Faithfulness on the head of someone in your church, and get the wearer up to speed on how best to use it, so Asmodeus has cheaper comms if He wants to use them. The sooner we get that done, the more room Amsodeus has to maneuver.

The sequence of events which led to my knowing and believing this is that it's what the King of Hell told me Himself. 

That... passes the sniff test. I'm going to truthtelling you from a wand and ask whether you expect more and greater unexpected unpleasant surprises are in store for me if I leave the room to get one of the Phylacteries to someone who won't lose any high-level spells from taking off a headband. 

There are not.