A golden peacock danced through the air.
Then, it quickly gained a companion.
Hill could not help tilting his head... Even though he had tried his best to make it perfect, the difference was still obvious when Lathander descended in his true form.
Only a real Great Peacock possessed that kind of sacred, flawless beauty.
Lathander flew alongside the statue peacock for a while before dragging it back down to the ground.
Then he very obviously covered the statue with one wing.
The Great Peacock turned to Hill and asked in an exceptionally cheerful tone, "My little Hill, is this a gift you prepared for me?"
"Have you no shame, Lathander?" Selûne could not help saying. "Anyone can see that Hill made it for himself!"
This peacock statue was actually more like a Guardian stationed atop a Mage Tower.
Many Mages added something similar to their own Mage Towers... For example, many powerful Mages in Toril liked to keep a dragon chained up at home.
After all, a wonder capable of rivaling a dragon required not only sufficiently powerful materials, but also extraordinary skill in crafting magical items.
Not everyone possessed that ability.
Therefore, most Mages still preferred to subdue a dragon through brute force.
It was merely a little immoral. They did not care.
This Great Peacock was clearly the vanguard of Smite Evil... Similar to Hill's Oil Painting, but more specialized.
Therefore, its power against evil was even greater.
Of course, its effects were so powerful because this Sun Peacock truly carried a trace of Lathander's essence.
As Gods, they understood even better that such creations were usually born from a flash of inspiration.
Even Hill could not make another statue identical to this Sun Peacock... Its appearance might be exactly the same, but its spiritual charm would