Of course, Thorne understood who truly controlled this strange situation before him.
Shar, Selûne, and even Lathander almost never left Aglaia's Floating Castle. Was that because Hill was adorable and welcoming?
Given what he knew of the Lord of Aglaia, he had probably long wanted those people to get the hell out!
The only reason Hill could still smile was that he had confidence and feared nothing.
Naturally, it was because those people could not leave. Since Ao could not poach Telashir, he had to create a little trouble for them.
Yet this time, those Gods had come to Snowfall Island together over something as trivial as signing an alliance agreement.
Tsk~
He turned to look again at the magic ship docked beside a coral reef in the southeastern corner... those female Mages from Quesenta were aboard that ship.
As for the other one, Manx, the carrier of a Mystra soul fragment, she had swiftly departed for Amn when they arrived on Snowfall Island.
And a certain great noble supposedly hiding in the Adamantine Mine while awaiting rescue by the Amn Navy, along with a certain kidnapped female Mage, had also quickly left by some means before they arrived.
Thorne shook his head... hiding in the mine yet remaining so well informed, they must have been using vampire bats to observe the outside world all along.
As someone who had dealt with the Undead for many years, Thorne understood very well that in a place as vast as Snowfall Island and its surrounding waters, expecting several million Undead to miss such obvious enemies was simply a joke!
So the Undead had definitely let those people go themselves.
Hehe~ The war in Amn had not even begun yet. Who knew whether the relevant Gods had already divided up the territory... without