"Achaekek is the Mantis God, lord of assassins! He kills people who defy the gods or try to become gods, especially if they do it somewhere with prophecy." A small mouse-person with a drinks cart will arrive, to Felandriel Morgethai's grateful smile and word of thanks (in Celestial, which Lucy does not currently speak).

"Ah. I sure have defied at least one god. Is there...anywhere without prophecy?"

"Prophecy is broken in Golarion, and unreliable in demiplanes near it." Tea? Coffee? Something stronger? "Achaekek is unlikely to act except at the consensus of the gods or when He prophecies a mortal will attempt ascension." Morgethai will take tea.

Coffee, please. "Well, Sarenrae and Iomedae seem to like me, and I'm not planning to ascend anytime soon, but I appreciate your having my back on this even if I suspect Geb is a more immediate problem."

Coffee it is! (Her companions will take various drinks.)

"What Geb will do is a mystery," Morgethai says, Gallipsiwhoop briefly landing on each of Lucy and her companions in turn to deliver a Mind Blank, "other than that it will involve fantastically powerful magic. It may occur in ten years or tomorrow. If you intend to stop him, you'd need to reach his hidden demiplane, which is impossible, overcome whatever defenses he put on it to secure it against Nex, also probably impossible, and find some way to incapacitate him that gets past his Clone or Clones and whatever else he has to bring himself back if killed."

"...I suspect that in the long-term it will be possible for me to get into places not, conventionally, understood to be gettable-into, on account of how I am part Messenger and Messengers' whole thing is going places, but--that is, in fact, a very long-term project, and not something I intend to get distracted by anytime soon. I'm not not worried about him but mostly my plan is to not let myself get caught without a ring of delayed doom on my finger and to use the--roughly antimagic--ability I used to close the Worldwound as soon as he shows up. If there were more information available as to what he might try then that would be very useful but I'm not going to make plans that involve breaking into demiplanes anytime soon." 

She nods. "Whatever it does will be very clever if you are a four thousand year old ghost archmage," she says, "which makes it very hard for the rest of us to predict. Do you have a luckstone yet?"

“Yeah, Bey Xerashir gave me hers.”

"Oh good! Bey Xerashir is a very sensible person."

"I thought so! --Do you mind if I do magic item crafting while we talk, I made her a really good healing lamp while I was there and I'm making more of them."

"Not at all! - I should probably tell you that most people will assume Desna brought you here once they know about it, I don't know if it's true or not but it's the obvious thing to guess."

"I haven't heard much of Desna yet, but from what I have heard--freedom, travel, diversity of experience?--that checks out. So far though people have mostly been crediting my work to Sarenrae, which I haven't bothered to correct because I relate to Sarenrae hard enough that when I first got here and tried praying to Iomedae, Sarenrae replied instead." 

Lucy pulls out a lantern to etch sigils into. 

Morgethai smiles at that. "Desna is the god who is out looking for better alternatives to the war between good and evil." She'll sip her tea. "Heaven's armies have occupied Avernus, by the way, so they control the area where new petitioners arrive. Hell is fighting them, but not very hard."

"--Oh, that's wonderful! Does that not count as part of the war between Good and Evil, where Desna's concerned--I did do a lot of damage--or was it just relevant because the war between Good and Evil came up?"

"You resurrected everyone in Avernus," says Felandriel Morgethai, "even devils that Heaven could only have killed, and now unless Hell recovers Avernus, if they die again they can be taken to safety in Nirvana. That's what the war between Good and Evil couldn't do."

"That's true. I did also set this one guy on a lot of fire, though." 

"Barbatos?" Morgethai laughs. "I don't worship Sarenrae, Lucy. He got his place by selling his planet to Hell, and I don't think most of Chaotic Good will particularly mourn if he takes a few centuries to recover."

"I don't know if that's his name, he didn't introduce himself in any language a human voice could produce. Also: I'm sorry, selling his planet to Hell???"

"Barbatos, Lord of the First. He offered Asmodeus a world of souls if Asmodeus made him an archdevil, and - Lawful evil - they both kept their part of the bargain."

"Setting that aside for now for obvious reasons, I wasn't sorry for setting him on fire or expecting anyone else to be sorry he was set on fire, it's just, that's why I didn't think of what happened as especially not-war-like."

"It wasn't a war! It was a rescue mission. Even Barbatos lived."

"Good point. Although I feel like 'rescue mission' implies that I was there on purpose, as opposed to being kidnapped. Really, everything that happened there would have happened just the same if I hadn't been Good, just out of self-defense. I suppose if I hadn't been good I might have acceded to Barbatos's demands instead of setting him on fire."

"That is the chief weakness of Hell." She gives the rest of the party a smile. "I think as a mysterious and powerful wizard, it is customary to offer everyone who comes to me a boon, a riddle, or a quest, and I would hardly want to fail in teaching my students how they should act when they are archmages. Lucy has taken a ring as boon, but which of these would you prefer? Giustina?"

" - May I ask for five minutes with one of your old spellbooks?" says de Caserta after only a moment.

"Yes! Kais? You've been as silent as she, hardly your usual habit."