Abrogail Thrune will return to her, then.
"You're an utterly ridiculous woman, do you know that?" she says without heat. "Even I did not try to go back to Hell when my will at last failed, there; not even to be ninth-circle after my compact."
"I gave you as long as I could, Carissa dear; I'm afraid that Cheliax cannot spare a person of your caliber for that much longer. When things have quieted, eventually, we'll send you off on a proper adventure, with due incentives around success and failure, since you need hardly fear death."