Xue Yunfeng stood behind his taller teammates, cautiously observing Joss, who stood in the middle, staring at the buzzing chaos without saying a word.
This dawn follower seemed to be planning to use his status and authority to make the Undead shut up of their own accord.
One look was enough to tell that he was a Chosen who had never been properly beaten down and had left Toril long ago.
Otherwise, even if Shar and Selûne were his bosses, he would not have acted so reservedly when dealing with the Undead.
That proud Silver Moon archbishop in Waterdeep had ultimately been forced to wear her most magnificent robes, hold up an amplifying conch, and scream herself hoarse in utter embarrassment.
Of course, by the end, she only dared to explain things in the loudest, most straightforward terms. She no longer dared to spout nonsense like, "Show sufficient respect for Our Lady of Silver Moon," or, "Say one more word and get lost."
As for Lathander's high priest in Waterdeep, he had been extremely tolerant of the Undead from the very beginning and never said much.
Even when he needed the Undead to do something, he usually went directly to Aglaia to post a quest.
He would never act like that foolish Silver Moon archbishop who thought a few silver coins could order the Undead around.
If Selûne had not personally stepped in to smooth things over... Shar would probably have been delighted to see how it ended.
Not everything in Toril could become an official quest for the Undead.
After all, their journey through Toril had been arranged at Corellon's invitation, and only a handful of Gods had ultimately been able to participate.
Selûne had also been involved to some extent, but for certain reasons, she had not intervened