Plane shift can drop you up to five hundred miles from your intended destination.
This time they land in some woods, at sunset, near a remarkably flat and smooth path that looks like a lava flow or something.
"Who could have guessed that you of all people would say that. - I think that I should probably set up a temple here."
" - you technically can just open a temple but I'm not sure you'd get very many people interested. I guess I can sympathize with the impulse."
"If Abadar thinks it's important for it to get a lot of interest right away then he'll presumably give me some flashy spells for that purpose and if he doesn't then they'll gradually come for the loans and the healing."
"I think you cannot give out loans without a lot of permits. I am not sure what the legal limitations on magical healing are but several churches claim to do it and people around here mostly don't believe them. - actually that might not be true in this town specifically but in general California is a moderately godless place."
" - whatever. You can try it if you want. Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion or prohibiting the free exercise thereof, so I guess neither will I."
"I don't think it's my core skillset but it seems like people here are going to Hell and the afterlife for followers of Abadar is a good one."
"I - don't think everyone here goes to hell, and I also don't think that worshipping a specific god besides God gets you into not-hell, but I guess I don't have any evidence of this that I expect to be immediately convincing to you."
She walks in without announcing herself.
"Hey! So this is Karen's house, huh. I heard we had company."
"Yeah. Faith, this is Fazil, Mahdi, and Hagan, Fazil, Mahdi, Hagan, this is Faith. Also a vampire slayer."
"They're from, like, the fourteenth century with more magic. Please don't give them any heart attacks."
You should know how to revoke it, just in case, but yes, I think so.