Re: (Pitcarn) Bilbligh
Wary of the flames-haired god, due to their last Pitcarn non-theless greeted Desafon warmly.
"Pirate Lord, what brings you to my hall? I hear that you have valuable and expensive wares, wares that might have ceeased to exist had I been allowed to continue my work. It is best for you then that you joined your 'trade group', eh? But I cannot buy them, I have no need, so it cannot be them that brings you here.
"I had thought to take revenge for the slight you did to me, and yet here you stand in my own realm, alone, and asking politely of my priests where I am. You do not seek war then?
"God of duels, you confuse me, and yet I feel an affinity towards you, but that may just by a homophone, I do not know. So what is it? What do you require of a God of Food?
"Come, sit, eat, at my home we discuss business over food, and drink. My priests are good folk, they are making me wine, the best wine I can think of, better than that which I create with my own hands even!"
With that, Pitcarn filled every goblet on the table with a deep red wine, and turned to sit himself down.