It is a beautiful day in Cheliax, and you are a confused Carissa.

You've just awakened in one of Abrogail Thrune's guest bedrooms - not the aftercare room, as might have unfortunate connotations; a normal doompunk bedroom that's clearly of the Queen once you've had a little time to grasp Her Infernal Majestrix's tastes.

There's a note next to you from Abrogail Thrune!  It says that your other self came up with a splendid plan whose details you've unfortunately failed to rederive even with Owl's Wisdom, possibly because you were tired and frightened and trying too hard to figure out why you'd erased your memory; and there's a surface rationalization for that which, of course, you can't be told; but realistically this all ultimately probably happened because the audience would be bored if you knew what you were doing before you did it.

Step 1 of the plan is for you to go to Hell in order to renounce your secret clerichood of Irori directly before Dispater and sell Him your soul; for two +6/+4/+4 headbands and 30 Wishes; some of which will be used to pay Keltham what the Project owes him; and also make sure that Hell controls ambiguities in his Wish interpretations; and so this doesn't bankrupt Hell's budget to buy souls in Golarion, you're going to try buying back the Project Lawful girls on whom you don't have options, at their hyper-inflated prices in Hell, but paying in spellsilver whose god-agreement price relative to Hell's budget is lagging behind its price drops in Golarion.

It is a beautiful day in Cheliax, and you are a confused Carissa.

You've just awakened in one of Abrogail Thrune's guest bedrooms - not the aftercare room, as might have unfortunate connotations; a normal doompunk bedroom that's clearly of the Queen once you've had a little time to grasp Her Infernal Majestrix's tastes.

There's a note next to you from Abrogail Thrune!  It says that your other self came up with a splendid plan whose details you've unfortunately failed to rederive even with Owl's Wisdom, possibly because you were tired and frightened and trying too hard to figure out why you'd erased your memory; and there's a surface rationalization for that which, of course, you can't be told; but realistically this all ultimately probably happened because the audience would be bored if you knew what you were doing before you did it.

Step 1 of the plan is for you to go to Hell in order to renounce your secret clerichood of Irori directly before Dispater and sell Him your soul; for two +6/+4/+4 headbands and 30 Wishes; some of which will be used to pay Keltham what the Project owes him; and also make sure that Hell controls ambiguities in his Wish interpretations; and so this doesn't bankrupt Hell's budget to buy souls in Golarion, you're going to try buying back the Project Lawful girls on whom you don't have options, at their ultra-high bona-fide prices in Hell, but paying in spellsilver whose god-agreement price relative to Hell's budget is lagging behind its price drops in Golarion.

It is a beautiful day in Cheliax, and you are a confused Carissa.

You've just awakened in one of Abrogail Thrune's guest bedrooms - not the aftercare room, as might have unfortunate connotations; a normal doompunk bedroom that's clearly of the Queen once you've had a little time to grasp Her Infernal Majestrix's tastes.

There's a note next to you from Abrogail Thrune!  It says that your other self came up with a splendid plan whose details you've unfortunately failed to rederive even with Owl's Wisdom, possibly because you were tired and frightened and trying too hard to figure out why you'd erased your memory; and there's a surface rationalization for that which, of course, you can't be told; but realistically this all ultimately probably happened because the audience would be bored if you knew what you were doing before you did it.

Step 1 of your own plan is for you to go to Hell in order to renounce your secret clerichood of Irori directly before Dispater and sell Him your soul; for two +6/+6/+4 headbands and 30 Wishes; some of which will be used to pay Keltham what the Project owes him; and also make sure that Hell controls ambiguities in his Wish interpretations; and so this doesn't bankrupt Hell's budget to buy souls in Golarion, you're going to try buying back the Project Lawful girls on whom you don't have options, at their ultra-high bona-fide prices in Hell, but paying in spellsilver whose god-agreement price relative to Hell's budget is lagging behind its price drops in Golarion.

It is a beautiful day in Cheliax, and you are a confused Carissa.

You've just awakened in one of Abrogail Thrune's guest bedrooms - not the aftercare room, as might have unfortunate connotations; a normal doompunk bedroom that's clearly of the Queen once you've had a little time to grasp Her Infernal Majestrix's tastes.

There's a note next to you from Abrogail Thrune!  It says that your other self came up with a splendid plan whose details you've unfortunately failed to rederive even with Owl's Wisdom, possibly because you were tired and frightened and trying too hard to figure out why you'd erased your memory; and there's a surface rationalization for why you erased it, which, of course, you can't be told; but realistically this all ultimately probably happened because tropes, the hypothetical audience would be bored if you knew what you were doing before you did it.

Step 1 of your own plan is for you to go to Hell in order to renounce your secret clerichood of Irori directly before Dispater and sell Him your soul; for two +6/+6/+4 headbands and 30 Wishes; some of which will be used to pay Keltham what the Project owes him; and also make sure that Hell controls ambiguities in his Wish interpretations; and so this doesn't bankrupt Hell's budget to buy souls in Golarion, you're going to try buying back the Project Lawful girls on whom you don't have options, at their ultra-high bona-fide prices in Hell, but paying in spellsilver whose god-agreement price relative to Hell's budget is lagging behind its price drops in Golarion.

It is a beautiful day in Cheliax, and you are a confused Carissa.

You've just awakened in one of Abrogail Thrune's guest bedrooms - not the aftercare room, as might have unfortunate connotations; a normal doompunk bedroom that's clearly of the Queen once you've had a little time to grasp Her Infernal Majestrix's tastes.

There's a note next to you from Abrogail Thrune!  It says that your other self came up with a splendid plan whose details you've unfortunately failed to rederive even with Owl's Wisdom, possibly because you were tired and frightened and trying too hard to figure out why you'd erased your memory; and there's a surface rationalization for why you erased it, which, of course, you can't be told; but realistically this all ultimately happened because tropes: the hypothetical audience would be bored if you knew what you were doing before you did it.

Step 1 of your own plan is for you to go to Hell in order to renounce your secret clerichood of Irori directly before Dispater and sell Him your soul; for two +6/+6/+4 headbands and 30 Wishes; some of which will be used to pay Keltham what the Project owes him; and also make sure that Hell controls ambiguities in his Wish interpretations; and so this doesn't bankrupt Hell's budget to buy souls in Golarion, you're going to try buying back the Project Lawful girls on whom you don't have options, at their ultra-high bona-fide prices in Hell, but paying in spellsilver whose god-agreement price relative to Hell's budget is lagging behind its price drops in Golarion.