At Hill's question, Lathander sprang to his feet and lunged to the edge of the garden, craning his head to look below... A group of Mages in gray hooded robes stood before the Harbor Inn.
"They really are from Shadowdale, and it's obviously Sylune's will," Lathander said, tilting his head. "They're all wearing the Twisted Tower's emblem on their chests!"
No one found visitors from Shadowdale strange... Though Sylune Silver Hand and Storm Silverhand did not openly rule Shadowdale, the sisters were indeed its uncrowned queens.
After all, one was the widow of the former Lord of the Dale who had died protecting his people, while the other was Elminster's young grass.
And after seeing everything that had happened over the past few days, Laira in Luskan could not possibly have failed to notify her sisters.
If there had once only been suspicions that Edna would become involved in the Path of Fate, then crashing headfirst into a conflict involving three Greater Divine Powers and the Lady of Pain right after setting out left no room for doubt.
Though the Fate Tablet had not staged some melodramatic free-for-all this time... perhaps the presence of the Undead had made it impossible for it to get melodramatic.
For instance, something like risking one's life to help her could not be made too obvious, right?
Once or twice could be understood, but with the Undead constantly shielding her from every direction, even above and below, what then? Would a rock have to keep smashing into Edna's head day and night?
Though things looked ambiguous, the opening of the Path of Fate had still been very obvious. As Mystra's Chosen, once they discovered a possible source of information about the Goddess, even if they did not come themselves, they had to send someone... What