"How did that thing end up in Bane's hands?" Celene shouted angrily... the Toril Deities thrown out by that broken scepter generally ended up on her moon.
This made the Maiden of the Moon particularly displeased... especially since annoying figures like Amanata and Mask might also appear.
Just the thought of it made Celene feel like her moon was sullied.
"Why is your focus always so odd?" Shaer stared intently at the scepter, "As Toril Deities, whoever holds this scepter is the public enemy!
No wonder these guys were certain that Tampas would emerge.
That guy's luck... out of the six times the Sorcerer's Royal Scepter was used, he accounted for two."
Lansendel blinked: "But... this scepter targets those deities with a Divine Kingdom, right?
We all moved to the Outer Realm, didn't we? Besides, when it comes to luck... Bane is probably number one, isn't he? Not to mention Tampas! Let him build that Playground for the Gods!
How amusing, got himself into trouble, didn't he?
