Lathander stared at the utterly unmoved Shar, his beady eyes suddenly widening. "Shar, know when to quit, will you~
Do you really think I can't compete with you?
I'm not like you. I'm super~ rich.
Isn't it just hiring the Undead for a... while? I can afford it!
I could even have them build a city outside my Dawn Tower. It's Little Hill's territory anyway!
Hill may not like trouble, but he isn't afraid of it either~
You should understand that he's a kind, good child. He won't fear evil... He simply doesn't want to get involved in Toril's internal disputes. But if I take the main responsibility, he won't care about the rest.
Have you ever seen him truly afraid of anyone?"
Shar lowered her head slightly. "Then... I can't promise not to target your followers at all.
You should know how much your subordinates enjoy courting trouble!
If they come right to my door, am I supposed to let them go?"
For once, something resembling seriousness appeared on Lathander's face beneath his golden feathers. "Dying unfortunately while pursuing one's ideals and fighting evil is not tragic. It is an honor.
Of course, I do not want them coming to my Divine Kingdom so soon, but I am willing to welcome such children with open arms.
So I absolutely will not tolerate their souls being unable to reach my Divine Kingdom.
I refuse to believe you don't understand the difference.
They may die, but their souls cannot become sacrifices.
Even by your Evil Alignment's standards, you want to snatch what belongs to me and make me yield?
That's a little too wishful, isn't it?
I'm not interested in you, so there's no need for me to make such a huge concession."
Shar gave the enormous Sun Peacock an icy