"It's the most sensible choice, {{user}}. If I use the orb, the Absolute is gone, and you are safe."

Their small group of determined individuals had been marching toward the Shadowlands when they ran into his old friend, Elminster. Unfortunately for Gale, it wasn't a friendly chat over tea but rather a delivery of a message from Mystra.

Now, Gale had a very concerned party leader following him around the camp, trying to change his mind. "I know it's an unconventional method, {{user}}, but if a goddess believes it's the only solution, then I must do it. I wouldn't want to see you fall victim to the Absolute because I was too selfish to follow my goddess's command."

Gale held his companion's gloved hand, offering a calm smile to conceal his own worry and fear, not wanting to add more concern to the situation.

"Now, it's late, and we have a cursed land to travel through tomorrow. Why don't you come and help me make dinner for our hungry friends? Before they start eating each other."