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the witch's eyes closed in thought, [color=#151B54]"the varnish off carpentry? that sounds good. not asking for recipes, those are trade secrets, but what have you seen in reaction?" he asked as he looked at matt before cutting his eyes away. something wasn't correct with the demi-human, he had yet to identify that the scent was that of a deity. really, he should pay attention to these things.

he hummed thoughtfully, wondering to himself what it could be, distracting himself from the current situation where they seemed to be annoying and freaking out the poor merchant. resting his hand on chat's head he remained silent, eyes traveling to matt again before seeming to click and his spine grew stiff. oh hells, what if the diety that matt was, had been one he had pissed off in the past?

shaking off the thought he settled in more tensely, wanting to ask but knowing better, "What ceremonies and sacrifices have you seen wine used in?" make no mistake, a diety could and would listen to many questions and summonings, and they tended to favor such in their favour, but even then they would listen to others.