Hill beckoned, and a Crystal Tablet appeared in his hand.
"William refuses to give me one of those." Lathander gazed covetously at the crystal tablet that could connect to the God of Space-Time's Greater Divine Artifact.
The ones they had, as gods, were all inferior versions... they connected not to the Greater Divine Artifact in the God of Space-Time's Divine Kingdom, but to a Lesser Divine Artifact created specifically for Toril.
That device had been split off specifically for Toril. Although it let them watch the Undead on Toril, it could not show them those in other worlds.
This world, for instance, was also managed by a Lesser Divine Artifact split off from the Greater Divine Artifact... although Lathander understood that the God of Space-Time could never let other gods control such an important divine artifact of his, he still felt a little disappointed.
Still, Lathander stole a glance at Shar... Hill could use one, but could Shar?
"You're not like me. I have to have one nearby to watch." Hill glanced at him. "There are giant screens wherever the Undead are. It's not as if you can't watch.
"I remember Young Master put up a giant screen in front of your Dawn Tower, didn't he?
"What couldn't you watch?"
Lathander shook his head and chuckled twice. This boy Hill always liked to change the subject at crucial moments.
Ultimately, that divine artifact belonged to the Undead themselves.
If Young Master and the others stopped visiting Toril one day, it would naturally disappear along with them.
Although the Toril Gods could continue using Toril's Lesser Divine Artifact to observe mortal life, how much could they see without the Undead wandering everywhere and poking their noses into everything?
It would be no more than what they did now: using cameras to