Hill jerked his head up, his eyes widening despite himself. He understood what Selûne meant... Amaunator would be revived by saving the lives of everyone in this city!
But weren't the Gods' powers barred from entering Toril right now?
Ao liked to pull strings from the shadows, but he still maintained a show of fairness. Why would he make an exception for Amaunator, whom he didn't even like much?
Hill had thought the fighting in Calimshan would drag on for years, right up until Mystra's return!
"Amaunator and Mystryl never got along. He was always suspicious, so there was no way he would entrust his followers to the Magic Weave she controlled." Shar easily caught Hill's surprise; his face rarely showed much expression. "And he certainly wouldn't use the Shadow Plane. So he built his own network of energy channels that uses sunlight.
"He hasn't used it because he's still a dead god... Once the hundred thousand or so people in Manshaka fully embrace the Sun God Temple and pray to him devoutly, he'll be able to reclaim his divinity for a short time.
"Then he only has to activate those channels to banish Calim and Memnon outright. Once he drives them away, neither of them will be able to return before Mystra reclaims her divinity.
"The resurrection will be temporary, but Amaunator can gather enough faith in that instant to pull himself out of the Sea of Death for good."
"That thing was built on the Magic Weave and modeled after it, actually. But Mystryl was so good-natured that she wouldn't do anything even to someone she hated. At most, she wouldn't let them borrow her power," Selûne cut in. "This time, though, Ao clearly intends to seal Toril off even further, so he's pulling every energy network into