One reason Shar had always thought well of Hill was his unfailing honesty.
Although Hill spoke tactfully, he laid everything he could and could not accept out in the open for others to see.
His way with words had the elegance and subtlety of the elves, but even Selûne could not claim she failed to understand what he meant, both spoken and implied.
Yet no one could call him rude... Shar really liked that about him.
He phrased things pleasantly, without a hint of provocation, so even when his actual meaning was, "Your ruthless, underhanded followers had better stay away from my home," Shar felt no discomfort.
After all, Hill judged actions, not people.
He likewise refused to let Selûne's Silver Moon archbishop in Waterdeep enter his territory... even though she technically belonged to the good alignment.
But clearly, her methods were no cleaner than those of Shar's followers... she simply always managed to wash her own hands of everything.
Hill understood that anyone capable of standing against the Night Envoys inevitably had formidable methods of their own, but he did not want her using those methods on his subjects.
And the Silver Moon archbishop of Waterdeep even dared to defy Selûne's will... so long as she believed she was doing it for Selûne's sake.
However prettily anyone dressed it up, there was no denying that she liked exploiting the desires of the poor to fight nobles and those in power.
But she was not doing it for the poor, either... once she achieved her goal, she did not care what became of them afterward.
That was not her responsibility, was it?
She was the benevolent envoy of Silver Moon, who gave the poor the resources to survive and the hope of bettering their lives... in the end, it was