"There's a little more to it, as we also have clerics who are capable of channeling divine power as well, but essentially, yes." Rolan nods, a wry smile twisting his lips as Penric calls the sudden surge of Chosen "troubling."

"Oh, indeed. Our entire cosmology was being rewritten, and the planet itself shuddered as the seas receded and Earthmotes fell from the sky. Wars erupted everywhere, but in the end..." Rolan shrugs one shoulder. "Well, it took a year or two, but eventually everything went back to normal with the greatest change being that the Weave once more blanketed Toril."

At least, that was the only change he really cared about.

"Most of the gods revoked their Chosens' status in the end, and only a few remain in contact with their followers."