Exile cut off the mental link with Ania after gaining some more intelligence. 'Thirteen gods but ten oracles... So at least three of them are in Eraldsfen hoping to find an oracle of their own.' Exile hummed as he looked at it from another angle. 'So what's holding everyone up? When we were new deities, our health and stats were so low that we could crush our old selves right now.'
'There's something else going on here...' Exile glanced around at the expectant faces before heaving a long sigh.
"Change of plan, guys. Grab your offerings and head back to The Raiders Horn. We need to visit our oracles. It seems that the new players who just joined are possibly trying to poach our followers. We have to take care of this threat before we do anything else."
