Honestly, I wish I could read the Consult’s memoirs attached to TUC
Fear and loathing in Earwa
‘We had the No-God, hundreds of sorcerers, high-tech laser weapons, a salt shaker half full of Chorae, dozens of Wracu and a whole galaxy of multi-colored Shranks, screamers, laughers and also a quart of Tekne, a case of Bashrags, a pint of raw hate and two dozen reasons to continue. Not that we needed all that for the Crusade, but once you get locked into a serious soul-collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the collaborators. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an eternal curse. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.’