"I don't have any idea what places exist in the world right now, other than the ones that we've established don't want me."

"You can live in the Empire, and you can probably go back to Menador if you avoid claims about your descent. Absalom is the city Aroden raised from the sea, and it has all kinds of peoples from all over. East of the Empire is Qadira. You could speak to some people who've spent time there, if you'd like. I haven't. North is ruled by Tar-Baphon, who is a necromancer and at war with us at present. I have never heard anyone claim it's a good place to live and most of its inhabitants are dead. North of that there's other peoples...I should just get you a map. I think adventurers can make their way, most places, if they know the rules to follow, and probably for any given place in the known world there's someone on the Crusade who can tell you its rules."

Nod.

"Who should I speak to next?"

Shrug. "Oriol or Iolanda, I guess." Probably the best thing he can do for Iolanda is pretend that he has no concerns about her over anyone else in his party.

It seems like there ought to be some form of interview with the law which can't be used against you, so that people don't have to watch themselves carefully for it, but she can't derive all its contours on the spot and wouldn't want to trial it on a case this complicated. "Thank you. The food's all right? Do you know anyone to need anything?"

"The food is fine. As prisons go it's very hospitable."

"I would expect Asmodean prisons to be less hospitable than is ordinary elsewhere but the Crusade is also unusually well-resourced. ...though this is a much less well appointed prison than I encountered the last time I was in prison, so who knows what is ordinary, really." She stands and opens the door for him.

He'll go back to his cell as directed.

...he's walking like he's injured, and it occurs to her that possibly Asmodeans have a very alarming sense of when they should ask for healing. So when they're back in the room with the cells she channels. 

"Iolanda?"

(Okay, Iomedae can have some points for that, that's pretty sweet.)

Her hair has reverted back to black.

"Yes?"

She looks less evil with her hair a normal color. "Will you come speak with me? It is not, at this moment, required."

She has no idea what they're getting out of acting like this. ...no, she does. "Of course."

It's just generally preferable not to drag people around in chains if you don't have to and aren't going to make things worse for them if they don't cooperate! They're probably not at all clear on the latter, but she doesn't think that makes it not worth trying at all. 

"Did the priest cast any spells, before he left? Did the wizard cast any other than the Teleport?"

"I didn't see either cast any others." She's keeping her tone as conversational and pleasant as she can without crossing over the line and sounding to herself like she's mocking someone.

"How'd he summon the wizard?"

"I don't know. He looked like he was busy praying, but I wasn't watching closely and I couldn't swear that he didn't have some means of signaling."

"Did you get a good look at the wizard? Was he wearing any magic items, would you recognize his spellcasting if you saw it again?"

"Maybe. I have to admit I was writing when he appeared, and I mostly remember the imp."

"What were you writing?"

"I wanted to record what had happened, with the snow disappearing and our discussion with you, in case I forgot any details later."

"Good for you." She wants to see it but has a sense it'd be really quite damaging to this already not very positive relationship if she asked. If she imagines Iolanda as Alfirin, Alfirin would resent being asked. (Alfirin would never be an Asmodean, of course.)

"Aside from trying to understand where he went and what he might be planning, I am most interested in how Asmodeans took over part of the Empire. Were you taught their version of the history? When do they claim they did it, and how?"

"Between seventy and one hundred years ago, over the course of the Chelish civil war. King Gaspodar went insane following Asmodeus's defeat of Aroden, and the Thrunes defeated half a dozen other major factions vying for power until Abrogail I was recognized as the undisputed ruler of a reunited Cheliax."

Of course Asmodeus didn't defeat Aroden but she's not surprised they claim they did. And of course in one narrow but important sense they obviously did.

She should have a talk with Arazni before she passes along that the Thrunes should be investigated. Nine hundred years early they might be entirely innocent but - 

"Reunited Cheliax including Galicia Province? Augustana Province? Moltuna Province? Encarthan Province?"