Nasre calculated the time in his head. The people on Waterdeep's side would probably delay things for at most another day.
They were all unwilling to offend Mystra too badly. As long as those women fought with everything they had, Talos would probably retreat as well.
Although he had been set on reaching for Mystra's divine authority over magic, after being taught a lesson twice in a row, he had become much more cautious in his actions!
Simbul voluntarily joining him and being captured by him were two entirely different things.
Even if a new Goddess of Magic had arrived, and she had no feelings whatsoever for the previous incarnation's Chosen, there was still a more than fifty percent chance that, for the sake of her own reputation, she would fire the first shot after taking office... And that shot absolutely had to let all Toril witness her might.
It wasn't as if the Goddess of Magic had changed hands for the first time. Who didn't know that little custom?
Therefore, a sly fellow like Talos couldn't possibly fight at full strength. He was only trying to show how much he valued Simbul and cause Mystra a little trouble.
His main goal, of course, was to have Khelben, whom Mystra greatly admired, die.
Mystra and Azuth had joined forces to get Vashar out of the picture back then, making the Lord of Storms lose a great deal of face. Wasn't it only natural for him to seek revenge?
Although he had been the one to reach into someone else's sphere of divine authority first.
But if he cared about reason, he wouldn't be an Evil God.
Talos was cowardly by nature, though... Ah! Although it was Toril's sorrow that all Berserkers were cowards, in a certain sense, it was also