In Allegiance to the

“He was the dawn to my twilight; the sun and sky to my moon and stars. He was the conviction to my doubt, and he favored the bold. He was the justice to my mercy, and he favored the righteous.” Sizhui’s god hangs their head. The stars in their eyes dim. “And just as the unknown begets fear as much as it does curiosity, the known truth can inspire rage as much as it does devotion. It is easy to justify horrible, terrible things as long as one thinks they were right.”

In which a disgraced cleric and his party consisting of a cursed ranger, a very-normal “bard” and an oathbreaker unravel a mystery involving his god and their husband. Oh, and they’re also following an arm to the rest of its body.