Amberser thought he must have heard wrong.
What did it mean that several goddesses wanted to bless her? Could the Drow be under some illusion, being deceived?
A deity's blessing sounded common, as if it were a dime a dozen, because from time to time, a chosen one of a deity would appear and stir up trouble, making it seem as though such things were not rare.
But in reality, every blessing required a deity to expend part of their own essence, akin to sharing a portion of their authority with a devout follower blessed with talent.
Powerful deities blessing followers didn't significantly affect themselves, but even someone like Allen, a paladin with boundless prospects, had only talked with the Lord of the Dawn rather than receiving his blessing.
The weaker deities were even stingier; with their limited divine power, if they shared it with others, what would they do for themselves?
Amberser had never known what it felt like to be blessed by a deity in his life.
