Lynn's Fright

Over the past two years in Toril, Hill had actually harbored many doubts, but here, he could find no one to answer them.

He knew many plotlines would unfold, but the question of why had always lingered in his heart.

The Fate Tablet was a fine excuse, but for some matters, as long as the outcome remained roughly the same, even Hill could think of many ways to avoid certain events along the way.

There were only a few dozen, perhaps a few hundred, words on the Fate Tablet. Toril's Gods would never be willing to serve as mere puppets.

This was not some novel story or game setting he had seen before. Since it truly existed, many things must have had their reasons.

Even if something looked foolish, there had to be some special reason behind it.

What puzzled him most was this: "I really don't understand. Why did Khelben dare do that? Why was he so certain Mystra would pull him back?

"I've heard many versions of the story, but the Fate Tablet seemed only to confirm his death.

"But resurrection depends on Mystra's mood. What if?

"What if Mystra felt that bit of Silver Fire was not worth paying such a great price for?

"And why was Mystra's way of doing things so crude? What was she so anxious about?"

"The Goddess of Magic's advisor has always been Azuth, the guardian god of Mages.

"But Azuth was very dissatisfied with the current Mystra's insistence on remaining in the Good Alignment.

"He felt Mystra had leaned too far to one side, causing many Mages of the Neutral Alignment and even the Evil Alignment to doubt the Origin of Magic and the Magic Weave.

"That would be tremendously harmful to the Magic Weave.

"So Azuth had always opposed some