"Probably," Felassan repeats for emphasis. "Maybe. The tavernkeeper said something about it when I arrived, and one of their gods said it, too. She was asking us to help the people here because they could not return from death, but we could. I haven't tried it," he adds. A little disclaimer lest this be taken as encouragement to experiment. "The tavernkeeper said we might only qualify if we tried to prove ourselves to the gods."

This is not an arrangement Felassan cares for even a little bit.

Distrust of anyone or anything called a god aside, however, Caldera is not so bad. For one thing, it's beautiful. For another, two barefoot elves with vallaslin can walk through the streets of a city, passing all sorts of strange denizens along the way, without anyone being frightened or furious.