Divine aftermath
After they choose their path, we cut to a month later. Time is moving weirdly. They are grounded, but often days feel like months, weeks feel like seconds.
Saltmarsh has resettled, and reports of the war torn lands from the campaigns of Abbadon are healing.
Life is peaceful, but you know that just beyond the veil, a threat lingers. The town though is unaware, blissfully happy. People dry their bedding in the morning sun. Children running down the street. Fisherman returning with fresh catch.
The drow have fully established seaton
Star / Iggwilv Hannah Hangest Merchant The starfallen ore Succubus The kids Riposte Vampire (Cassius, killed in hell)