"This really was... a quick complaint!" Dervis laughed once he understood.
Not many people dared to interfere with the Storm Queen Simbul's students. Not even the hidden ruler of Shadowdale, one of her sister Sylune's disciples.
Simbul possessed astonishing power in magic, along with a temper to match. But Rivel probably had nothing left but her temper.
So when she discovered that Rivel had broken their agreement and come out on her own to seek this suspected Saint... it was hard to say whether she believed in this young Saint's identity or wanted to find a flaw in her story.
But since she had come personally while bringing only a few of the youngest and weakest Mages, it was probably both.
Which was, instead, the most troublesome possibility.
That was why Sylune's disciple in Shadowdale had hurriedly contacted the Twisted Tower... Fortunately, this was Waterdeep, where there was a Mage Tower belonging to another of Mystra's Chosen. Otherwise, in this situation, were they supposed to shout over the Magic Weave for everyone to hear?
Communication through the Magic Weave these days was basically an all-channel broadcast. As long as someone was capable of sensing its deeper layers, they could almost all hear what message was being sent.
Even those in the Underdark who had once used the Shadow Weave were included.
Other than asking for help or publicly insulting someone, who would still be willing to use Message now?
The former users of the Shadow Weave, however, had delightedly spent some time cursing people by name after discovering this entertainment... especially those who had driven them underground.
The Storm Queen Simbul had temporarily found herself with free time because of Thay's civil war, so she happened to have nothing to do lately... Sylune was basically unable to leave Shadowdale, so