Old School Striking King said earnestly, "You can't see what's going on inside the Soul War anyway, so why not take the opportunity to pick up some work... With this many materials, collecting them all must be pretty troublesome for you, right?
Toril isn't exactly a place suited for you to wander everywhere. What if... you ran into a Sharess? Ah, that could still be explained away. But what if you really met someone like Cyric? What would you do?
Although, Hill, you've always been smart and cautious, so flashy butterflies like that probably won't land on you... But just thinking about it is annoying, right?
What if someone compared you to that unlucky bastard?
Rumors always get more and more ridiculous as they spread~"
She spoke with a perfectly serious expression, completely unconcerned about slandering this world in front of several of Toril's Gods... one of whom was also the God of the faith that had enabled her class change.
However, Lathander did not mind. Instead, he agreed wholeheartedly. "Your reputation is huge now~ You really should consider this.
It has nothing to do with whether you have any principles. It'll be fine as long as they don't."
"Ah!" Selûne said with deep emotion. "The hymns of Calimshan sound so beautiful~ It's just that Amaunator might vomit blood... He's the one who needs faith to support him the most right now~"
"Weren't there still plenty of people praising the sun in Manshaka and Calimport?" Shar said without changing expression. "Besides, people in other parts of Toril are also praying for the sun to rise again... After all, Toril is in Eternal Night right now.
When darkness arrives, ordinary people are the ones who offer the Sun God their most sincere greetings.
At least they all know he has just