1172 Isolation

"We cannot remain reserved anymore. Everyone, do not worry about the consumption of divine force… the prime material plane is our foundation." Oghma’s voice was filled with heaviness, "If we really can’t handle it anymore then our only option will be to migrate all our worshippers into our divine kingdoms…"

Divine kingdoms were indeed only suitable for spiritual existences. Mortals would undergo an irreversible transformation within, but there were still benefits to such an action. At least, for the next decade, the gods wouldn’t have to worry about declining faith. They could deal with the Magus assault and then settle their worshippers in the prime material plane once more.

"Agreed!" "I Agree!" The gods quickly agreed with Oghma’s suggestion, starting to demarcate lands as they determined times to open and connect their divine kingdoms. Looking at the heated discussion, terrifyingly dark clouds appeared on the faces of Lathander and Tyr.