Nureen raised her hand and conjured a faintly glowing orb into existence.
Do be kind to Marren Doctor. He's obviously done something to violate Belsheroth's trust in him. You also wield god given power, you must know what may happen if you overstep your boundaries.
She had spoken very softly so that Marren would not overhear. A task made much easier now that he no longer had the benefits of divine magic to supplement his failing hearing.
The Doctor blinked. Oh... Right. Sorry, forgot... And no, not really. My power doesn't work like clerical magic, and the gods only recently returned to reality. I have no idea what will happen if Isanloff becomes displeased with me. Perhaps I'll age 3000 years and turn to dust.