A year had passed since Saints' Calamity began.
Over that year, all manner of information, impossible to distinguish as true or false, had constantly battered everyone's senses to their limits.
The death of Mystra, Goddess of Magic, and the sealing of the Weave had been like the opening blow of this catastrophe. Then the successive deaths of the Dead Three, followed by their judgment in the Fugue Plane, had stirred up a towering uproar throughout the entire multiverse.
Not long afterward, the saint of Ibrandul, the deity who governed caves, dungeons, and the Underdark, became the third divine corpse discovered beneath Water-Drawing City's Lower City, after Milko, God of the Dead, and Baal, God of Murder.
Yet what both Kaierben and Waukeen found baffling was that the Cave God's followers seemed not to have noticed that their god had been dead for a long time. They continued to pray devoutly to their god, and his followers throughout the Northlands were even still being granted divine spells.
What unsettled them even more was that Moander, the fallen ancient god who should have been resealed by Helm, God of Guardians, showed similar signs:
Though the seal had not been broken, His followers still walked the earth, chanting His name and spreading the seeds of rot, corruption, and decay.
But this time, bound by his duty, Helm, God of Guardians, had to remain at the Celestial Stairway, lest other saints, like Mystra, who had been tainted by fallen power, attempt to use this path to return to the divine realm and thereby contaminate the entire divine realm's core.
Ilmater, God of Suffering, still sealed the Chaos Demon Hound within himself, exiled alongside it in the vacant, clamorous tunnels of space.
Torm, God of Loyal Courage, had already perished together with Bane in the