Ione crawls over to where she left her clothes, and puts them back on, which is helpful for her to get some of her sudden seething hatred under control.  Whatever else comes, she's never passing a Chelish loyalty screen again, and she may as well think what she fucking wants now, which really leaves quite a lot of thoughts backed up, and this is not the time for them.

"Oracle of Nethys, Ione Sala, of the library's curse," she says, when her clothes are back on and she's sitting on the ground.  "My god has either joined with your god, or been paid by Him to assist, on a project to bring another world's knowledge to Cheliax.  I require a bed either in the library, or in a room immediately adjacent to it.  Aside from this, I am content with ordinary student-level sustenance and living conditions, which you will not worsen or withhold.  You may either leave the other students here ignorant about my true nature, or tell them but then instruct them further not to mistreat me in any way whatsoever whether or not Keltham is watching.  I understand there may be some restrictions on me.  These restrictions need to mostly not prevent me from providing the services that Nethys intended me to offer this project.  Whatever pay or equity is negotiated by Keltham for the participants in his project, will be allowed to actually accrue to me if it actually accrues to any single one of the other girls, and Cheliax can't take it from me including by unexpected fees or cost increases.  You don't do anything clever to work around that and make my life worse."

"In exchange, I will cooperate with Chelish security, on the understanding that they treat me as a friendly representative of the allied god Nethys and not an Asmodean traitor who gets set on fire at somebody's whim.  If we have disagreements, we work them out by negotiating as equals, not by any wizard who works for Cheliax showing up and gouging out my eye.  If at some point you come up with something extra that you want from me, don't threaten me into it, offer me an interesting book.  Or a magic item.  Or if you want me to do almost anything, you can offer me my brother as my slave.  Apart from that, I don't think I have any long-term goals besides pleasing Nethys enough to get a good Nethysian afterlife.  I'm not impatient to reach ninth circle here instead of there."

"If you manage to come up with a brilliant way to screw me on this deal, it's off, because I'm not an Asmodean and you're not a devil and this isn't a contract between two Asmodeans, it's a Nethysian-Asmodean deal.  I'm Lawful and I'll keep my deals that are actually sensible deals for sensible people being sensible about them.  I'm not an Asmodean any more, and I won't keep a contract that some Asmodean twisted around."

"What makes Ione Sala predictable is when she thinks she can be safe if she stays predictable, which mostly means that she needs to be safe from Nethys's displeasure.  The main thing that causes me to start looking for ways to improve my bargaining position with Cheliax, is if it looks to me like Cheliax might suddenly decide to do anything it wants to me at any time, especially things that might hinder my service to my god, unless my bargaining position is better.  I will remember your claim that security would have worked with me if I'd come directly to them, and if you keep your side of things, I will try coming straight to you at least the next time I think I see something Nethys would want me to do.  I hear your claim that my doing anything else unpredictable makes me too much of a liability and I will be killed no matter what after that, which I understand would make it hard to continue doing what Nethys wants me to do, and I understand Nethys would see that as a betrayal if I let it happen on purpose."

"Our gods have an obvious common interest.  We don't have to fight.  I respect what Asmodeus has to offer this project.  I hope Cheliax respects what Nethys has to offer."

Ione finishes talking.  She's trying to tense her entire body so it will stop fucking trembling and she knows she can't do this for much longer.

Ione crawls over to where she left her clothes, and puts them back on, which is helpful for her to get some of her sudden seething hatred under control.  Whatever else comes, she's never passing a Chelish loyalty screen again, and she may as well think what she fucking wants now, which really leaves quite a lot of thoughts backed up, and this is not the time for them.

"Oracle of Nethys, Ione Sala, of the library's curse," she says, when her clothes are back on and she's sitting on the ground.  "My god has either joined with your god, or been paid by Him to assist, on a project to bring another world's knowledge to Cheliax.  I require a bed either in the library, or in a room immediately adjacent to it.  Aside from this, I am content with ordinary student-level sustenance and living conditions, which you will not worsen or withhold.  You may either leave the other students here ignorant about my true nature, or tell them but then instruct them further not to mistreat me in any way whatsoever whether or not Keltham is watching.  I understand there may be some restrictions on me.  These restrictions need to mostly not prevent me from providing the services that Nethys intended me to offer this project.  Whatever pay or equity is negotiated by Keltham for the participants in his project, will be allowed to actually accrue to me if it actually accrues to any single one of the other girls, and Cheliax can't take it from me including by unexpected fees or cost increases.  You don't do anything clever to work around all that and make my life worse."

"In exchange, I will cooperate with Chelish security, on the understanding that they treat me as a friendly representative of the allied god Nethys and not an Asmodean traitor who gets set on fire at somebody's whim.  If we have disagreements, we work them out by negotiating as equals, not by any wizard who works for Cheliax showing up and gouging out my eye.  If at some point you come up with something extra that you want from me, don't threaten me into it, offer me an interesting book.  Or a magic item.  Or if you want me to do almost anything, you can offer me my brother as my slave.  Apart from that, I don't think I have any long-term goals besides pleasing Nethys enough to get a good Nethysian afterlife.  I'm not impatient to reach ninth circle here instead of there."

"If you manage to come up with a brilliant way to screw me on this deal, it's off, because I'm not an Asmodean and you're not a devil and this isn't a contract between two Asmodeans, it's a Nethysian-Asmodean deal.  I'm Lawful and I'll keep my deals that are actually sensible deals for sensible people being sensible about them.  I'm not an Asmodean any more, and I won't keep a contract that some Asmodean twisted around."

"What makes Ione Sala predictable is when she thinks she can be safe if she stays predictable, which mostly means that she needs to be safe from Nethys's displeasure.  The main thing that causes me to start looking for ways to improve my bargaining position with Cheliax, is if it looks to me like Cheliax might suddenly decide to do anything it wants to me at any time, especially things that might hinder my service to my god, unless my bargaining position is better.  I will remember your claim that security would have worked with me if I'd come directly to them, and if you keep your side of things, I will try coming straight to you at least the next time I think I see something Nethys would want me to do.  I hear your claim that my doing anything else unpredictable makes me too much of a liability and I will be killed no matter what after that, which I understand would make it hard to continue doing what Nethys wants me to do, and I understand Nethys would see that as a betrayal if I let it happen on purpose."

"Our gods have an obvious common interest.  We don't have to fight.  I respect what Asmodeus has to offer this project.  I hope Cheliax respects what Nethys has to offer."

Ione finishes talking.  She's trying to tense her entire body so it will stop fucking trembling and she knows she can't do this for much longer.

Ione crawls over to where she left her clothes, and puts them back on, which is helpful for her to get some of her sudden seething hatred under control.  Whatever else comes, she's never passing a Chelish loyalty screen again, and she may as well think what she fucking wants now, which really leaves quite a lot of thoughts backed up, and this is not the time for them.

"Oracle of Nethys, Ione Sala, of the library's curse," she says, when her clothes are back on and she's sitting on the ground.  "My god has either joined with your god, or been paid by Him to assist, on a project to bring another world's knowledge to Cheliax.  I require a bed either in the library, or in a room immediately adjacent to it.  Aside from this, I am content with ordinary student-level sustenance and living conditions, which you will not worsen or withhold.  You may either leave the other students here ignorant about my true nature, or tell them but then instruct them further not to mistreat me in any way whatsoever whether or not Keltham is watching.  I understand there may be some restrictions on me.  These restrictions need to mostly not prevent me from providing the services that Nethys intended me to offer this project.  Whatever pay or equity is negotiated by Keltham for the participants in his project, will be allowed to actually accrue to me if it actually accrues to any single one of the other girls, and Cheliax can't take it from me including by unexpected fees or cost increases.  You don't do anything clever to work around all that and make my life worse."

"In exchange, I will cooperate with Chelish security, on the understanding that they treat me as a friendly representative of the allied god Nethys and not an Asmodean traitor who gets set on fire at somebody's whim.  If we have disagreements, we work them out by negotiating as equals, not by any wizard who works for Cheliax showing up and gouging out my eye.  If at some point you come up with something extra that you want from me, don't threaten me into it, offer me an interesting book.  Or a magic item.  Or if you want me to do almost anything, you can offer me my brother as my slave.  Apart from that, I don't think I have any long-term goals besides pleasing Nethys enough to get a good Nethysian afterlife.  I'm not impatient to reach ninth circle here instead of there."

"If you manage to come up with a brilliant way to screw me on this deal, it's off, because I'm not an Asmodean and you're not a devil and this isn't a contract between two Asmodeans, it's a Nethysian-Asmodean deal.  I'm Lawful and I'll keep my deals that are actually sensible deals for sensible people being sensible about them.  I'm not an Asmodean any more, and I won't keep a contract that an Asmodean twisted around."

"What makes Ione Sala predictable is when she thinks she can be safe if she stays predictable, which mostly means that she needs to be safe from Nethys's displeasure.  The main thing that causes me to start looking for ways to improve my bargaining position with Cheliax, is if it looks to me like Cheliax might suddenly decide to do anything it wants to me at any time, especially things that might hinder my service to my god, unless my bargaining position is better.  I will remember your claim that security would have worked with me if I'd come directly to them, and if you keep your side of things, I will try coming straight to you at least the next time I think I see something Nethys would want me to do.  I hear your claim that my doing anything else unpredictable makes me too much of a liability and I will be killed no matter what after that, which I understand would make it hard to continue doing what Nethys wants me to do, and I understand Nethys would see that as a betrayal if I let it happen on purpose."

"Our gods have an obvious common interest.  We don't have to fight.  I respect what Asmodeus has to offer this project.  I hope Cheliax respects what Nethys has to offer."

Ione finishes talking.  She's trying to tense her entire body so it will stop fucking trembling and she knows she can't do this for much longer.

Ione crawls over to where she left her clothes, and puts them back on, which is helpful for her to get some of her sudden seething hatred under control.  Whatever else comes, she's never passing a Chelish loyalty screen again, and she may as well think what she fucking wants now, which really leaves quite a lot of thoughts backed up, and this is not the time for them.

"Oracle of Nethys, Ione Sala, of the library's curse," she says, when her clothes are back on and she's sitting on the ground.  "My god has either joined with your god, or been paid by Him to assist, on a project to bring another plane's knowledge to Cheliax.  I require a bed either in the library, or in a room immediately adjacent to it.  Aside from this, I am content with ordinary student-level sustenance and living conditions, which you will not worsen or withhold.  You may either leave the other students here ignorant about my true nature, or tell them but then instruct them further not to mistreat me in any way whatsoever whether or not Keltham is watching.  I understand there may be some restrictions on me.  These restrictions need to mostly not prevent me from providing the services that Nethys intended me to offer this project.  Whatever pay or equity is negotiated by Keltham for the participants in his project, will be allowed to actually accrue to me if it actually accrues to any single one of the other girls, and Cheliax can't take it from me including by unexpected fees or cost increases.  You don't do anything clever to work around all that and make my life worse."

"In exchange, I will cooperate with Chelish security, on the understanding that they treat me as a friendly representative of the allied god Nethys and not an Asmodean traitor who gets set on fire at somebody's whim.  If we have disagreements, we work them out by negotiating as equals, not by any wizard who works for Cheliax showing up and gouging out my eye.  If at some point you come up with something extra that you want from me, don't threaten me into it, offer me an interesting book.  Or a magic item.  Or if you want me to do almost anything, you can offer me my brother as my slave.  Apart from that, I don't think I have any long-term goals besides pleasing Nethys enough to get a good Nethysian afterlife.  I'm not impatient to reach ninth circle here instead of there."

"If you manage to come up with a brilliant way to screw me on this deal, it's off, because I'm not an Asmodean and you're not a devil and this isn't a contract between two Asmodeans, it's a Nethysian-Asmodean deal.  I'm Lawful and I'll keep my deals that are actually sensible deals for sensible people being sensible about them.  I'm not an Asmodean any more, and I won't keep a contract that an Asmodean twisted around."

"What makes Ione Sala predictable is when she thinks she can be safe if she stays predictable, which mostly means that she needs to be safe from Nethys's displeasure.  The main thing that causes me to start looking for ways to improve my bargaining position with Cheliax, is if it looks to me like Cheliax might suddenly decide to do anything it wants to me at any time, especially things that might hinder my service to my god, unless my bargaining position is better.  I will remember your claim that security would have worked with me if I'd come directly to them, and if you keep your side of things, I will try coming straight to you at least the next time I think I see something Nethys would want me to do.  I hear your claim that my doing anything else unpredictable makes me too much of a liability and I will be killed no matter what after that, which I understand would make it hard to continue doing what Nethys wants me to do, and I understand Nethys would see that as a betrayal if I let it happen on purpose."

"Our gods have an obvious common interest.  We don't have to fight.  I respect what Asmodeus has to offer this project.  I hope Cheliax respects what Nethys has to offer."

Ione finishes talking.  She's trying to tense her entire body so it will stop fucking trembling and she knows she can't do this for much longer.

Ione crawls over to where she left her clothes, and puts them back on, which is helpful for her to get some of her sudden seething hatred under control.  Whatever else comes, she's never passing a Chelish loyalty screen again, and she may as well think what she fucking wants now, which really leaves quite a lot of thoughts backed up, and this is not the time for them.

"Oracle of Nethys, Ione Sala, of the library's curse," she says, when her clothes are back on and she's sitting on the ground.  "My god has either joined with your god, or been paid by Him to assist, on a project to bring another plane's knowledge to Cheliax.  I require a bed either in the library, or in a room immediately adjacent to it.  Aside from this, I am content with ordinary student-level sustenance and living conditions, which you will not worsen or withhold.  You may either leave the other students here ignorant about my true nature, or tell them but then instruct them further not to mistreat me in any way whatsoever whether or not Keltham is watching.  I understand there may be some restrictions on me.  These restrictions need to mostly not prevent me from providing the services that Nethys intended me to offer this project.  Whatever pay or equity is negotiated by Keltham for the participants in his project, will be allowed to actually accrue to me if it actually accrues to any single one of the other girls, and Cheliax can't take it from me including by unexpected fees or cost increases.  You don't do anything clever to work around all that and make my life worse."

"In exchange, I will cooperate with Chelish security, on the understanding that they treat me as a friendly representative of the allied god Nethys and not an Asmodean traitor who gets set on fire at somebody's whim.  If we have disagreements, we work them out by negotiating as equals, not by a wizard who works for Cheliax showing up and gouging out my eye.  If at some point you come up with something extra that you want from me, don't threaten me into it, offer me an interesting book.  Or a magic item.  Or if you want me to do almost anything, you can offer me my brother as my slave.  Apart from that, I don't think I have any long-term goals besides pleasing Nethys enough to get a good Nethysian afterlife.  I'm not impatient to reach ninth circle here instead of there."

"If you manage to come up with a brilliant way to screw me on this deal, it's off, because I'm not an Asmodean and you're not a devil and this isn't a contract between two Asmodeans, it's a Nethysian-Asmodean deal.  I'm Lawful and I'll keep my deals that are actually sensible deals for sensible people being sensible about them.  I'm not an Asmodean any more, and I won't keep a contract that an Asmodean twisted around."

"What makes Ione Sala predictable is when she thinks she can be safe if she stays predictable, which mostly means that she needs to be safe from Nethys's displeasure.  The main thing that causes me to start looking for ways to improve my bargaining position with Cheliax, is if it looks to me like Cheliax might suddenly decide to do anything it wants to me at any time, especially things that might hinder my service to my god, unless my bargaining position is better.  I will remember your claim that security would have worked with me if I'd come directly to them, and if you keep your side of things, I will try coming straight to you at least the next time I think I see something Nethys would want me to do.  I hear your claim that my doing anything else unpredictable makes me too much of a liability and I will be killed no matter what after that, which I understand would make it hard to continue doing what Nethys wants me to do, and I understand Nethys would see that as a betrayal if I let it happen on purpose."

"Our gods have an obvious common interest.  We don't have to fight.  I respect what Asmodeus has to offer this project.  I hope Cheliax respects what Nethys has to offer."

Ione finishes talking.  She's trying to tense her entire body so it will stop fucking trembling and she knows she can't do this for much longer.