Selûne's displeasure did not last long.
After all, she knew exactly how much patience she had... If the River Styx truly did not care when this world became one with six months of daylight and six months of Dark Sun, nor did it intend to personally speed things along, then Selûne had enough time to forget this world entirely.
She said somewhat dazedly, "Mm... huh? So the River Styx doesn't care if Amaunator devours this world's sun either, does it?"
"Obviously!" Shar said mockingly. "If Amaunator swallows that thing, only Toril will be affected.
Why would the River Styx care what someone else's world turns into?
It probably hates Toril to death already... nothing but trouble!
Amaunator doesn't have Asmodeus's abilities. He can't turn this entire world completely into his own.
Once you've stepped in—"
Then she abruptly shut her mouth.
It seemed that when Shar was with William, she had watched quite a few Undead comedy shows... Otherwise, she would not have blurted out such a classic Undead line.
Selûne did not quite understand, but Hill knew exactly what she meant... If Amaunator stepped in shit, only Toril would stink, along with Ao, who had nothing better to do than keep picking fights with Death Gods.
Although the River Styx did not care about the existence of those Death Gods, nor about those stolen souls, it definitely would not like garbage collectors casually tossing trash around and clogging its river channels.
Of course, Shar had taken back her words not because she remembered that Ao was the most disgusting part of that statement, but because she had always carried herself elegantly, appearing as a mysterious singer or dancer, and had never spoken such vile words.
Heh. Keep company with the virtuous and you grow virtuous; keep company with the