A Timely Rain, 'Young Master'

Hill remembered that before Lathander left, he had told him to post adventurer quests.

Whatever else could be said about the Dawn Temple, it truly had money. Otherwise, the Lord of Dawn could never have built those magnificent temples of his.

One had to know that Lathander had always been terrible at choosing locations for his temples.

That was why his church had such a complete range of architectural masters. After all, ordinary people simply could not reach the kinds of godforsaken places he chose.

So they often went out to take on architectural design commissions. Many of Toril's famously splendid buildings had been created by followers of the Church of Dawn.

Wait. Hill suddenly hesitated. Was the reason he could never quite bring himself to dislike Lathander because his church had so many architects and planners?

And they were all masters forced into being masters by Lathander, that idiotic client. They knew perfectly well how to build a magnificent temple or tower in some remote corner or perilous place.

Most of the time, his demand was to build the most eye-catching holy site of dawn in the most dangerous war zone, somewhere like the Middle East.

So it was only natural that these architectural masters of noble birth from the Church of Dawn were popular in a place like Toril. They understood how to ensure a building's safety beneath a lavish exterior.

However, these architectural masters generally did not come out for ordinary quests. It was always the young people, as fervent and fearless as their Supreme God, who ran around causing trouble everywhere.

So they wanted to rely on their own abilities to get the right information from the Undead instead of properly posting a quest?

Lathander's followers loved acting on sudden whims.

Many of Lathander's terrible ideas