“Come, Yahgon; up the hill.”
His half-giant porter ambled behind him as they wound their way towards the top, where the temple waited. Eventually he asked, “Why go to temple?”
“Well, Yahgon, we must pay our homage to Pē. Otherwise our journey might not be pleasant and easy.”
“Your god help us on long trip?”
“Yes, Yahgon. Pē will help us. He husbands travelers like us.”
“That good. Help good for long trip. Your god can do anything?”
“He wouldn’t be much of a god if he couldn’t!”
“Ask for many bandits for Yahgon to smash. More fun for Yahgon.”
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