Who Needs to Talk When They Can Fight?

Waterdeep, the great metropolis known as the City of Radiance, had stood on the continent of Faerûn for a full thousand years. Blackstaff could not simply rule it with an iron fist.

The Iron Throne had once held far more control over Waterdeep than Blackstaff did now. But when it pushed the people beyond their limit, its powerful leader had been forced to flee underground and live among the Drow.

Now, everyone seemed to obey Khelben without question, apparently unconcerned that his actions had earned Waterdeep countless enemies. That was because, under his leadership, the city really had gained a great deal over the years.

Even within the Silver Moon Alliance, Khelben's forcefulness and Alustriel's concessions had secured plenty of benefits for Waterdeep.

For the sake of those benefits, the powers behind the scenes had tacitly allowed him to offend other cities and nations, even the Elves.

Their own interests came first.

But that did not mean they would help shoulder the burden when the Elves came after Khelben in force.

Khelben was undeniably powerful, and he had the Goddess of Magic, Mystra, behind him. Ordinary factions could not afford to cross him.

But were Corellon and his Elves weak?

When Mystra resurrected Khelben, hadn't Corellon stormed straight into her Divine Kingdom?

If Ao had not intervened, it might have turned into a God War!

Who on Faerûn hadn't been terrified then? If those two Gods fought, the entire continent might have been wiped out with them.

Fortunately, the conflict had eventually returned to the mortal realm.

After that, no one particularly cared.

Blackstaff should have known what would happen when he offended the Elves.

Vengeance from those of the Chaos Alignment was always pursued to the bitter end, regardless of which side they stood on.

So when large numbers