What a joke.
Though Eilistraee was melancholy and sorrowful, and remained hesitant and uncertain over the drow question, she still possessed the pride and power of a legitimate elven goddess. When Aaron said those words, Eilistraee felt offended.
You? You want to be my patron god?
A trace of displeasure rose in her innocent eyes, and her body language shifted from excitement back to wariness. "Allow me to consider that demand. I have no wish to become a subordinate deity, especially to someone who is still only a divine being."
"I didn't say you had to become my subordinate deity now. I meant after I ascend to godhood." Aaron dropped his friendly expression as well.
Eilistraee said nothing, but the Dark Maiden's body language unmistakably conveyed considerable resistance.
With a cold chuckle, Aaron held up three fingers. "First, for the sake of your plan, I must personally lead my Shogunate's armies into the Underdark and fight the thousands upon thousands of drow in Menzoberranzan, possibly even the demons and spider armies of the Abyss. Dark Maiden, human lives are lives too. Surely you don't think spilled drow blood is a tragedy while spilled human blood has nothing to do with you?"
"I have never thought that." Eilistraee pressed her slightly full, deep-purple lips together. The Dark Maiden looked at Aaron with a complicated expression. "Please don't do this."
"Second, for your plan, my people and I must personally face Lolth, possibly the most cunning and cruel deity in the entire multiverse. I admit I defeated her once, but aside from her misjudging my strength, that victory came with tremendous help from the Lady of the Night. I owe her an enormous favor for it. Surely you don't expect me to take such a huge risk just to hear you say