Gendilari tilted his head and asked, "Nasre is probably cursing the orc gods, right? Yinafu, I remember, is the orc military god and Gruumsh's operational adjutant.
Could it be because the Undead appeared in the guise of elves and stood guard at the Spine of the World year after year, killing quite a few half-orcs, that they've drawn the attention of that orc supreme god?"
"What does that have to do with us?" Old School Striking King said with a chuckle, "Who doesn't know by now that we follow the money, and dragons are our best partners.
If they really want to trouble the elves, that would only be King Lamruil of Mulan."
Edna laughed, "Yet you neither take villains' money nor do evil things!
Ah! Foiling a villain's plot isn't doing evil, though.
Still, I also think it's unlikely to be aimed at the elves."
She had a fairly close relationship with the Undead, so she knew the Undead couldn't be considered true elves... Edna guessed that most Toril gods... well, the ones with a bit of intelligence... actually already knew it in their hearts.
As one of the more cunning deities in the orcish pantheon, Yinafu couldn't possibly fail to see that.
Besides, he was the most notorious turncoat in the orcish pantheon; any proactive strike he made would only be fought for himself.
Nasr said in a flat tone, "If it's Yinafu, that guy has actually been striving to expand his own sphere of influence, and a large portion of barbarian and orc crossbreeds are his followers.
It's also possible he might... cooperate with that crowd to strike at Tempus; orcs... really like barbarian women."
Edna frowned. No matter how primitive the barbarians were, and no matter how much they detested magic, she still wouldn't want to