Avea's expression was somewhere between a smile and a full-body blush at the luscious woman's interest in both his faith and himself "Ah...Dol Arrah is my world's god of the sun and of light. Part of a pantheon of gods we call the Sovereign Host. And um....I wouldn't mind traveling with you, and...other things. If you don't mind too much. The last adventurers i traveled with sort of..abandoned me in the mist."<br/><br/>He looked hopefully at her "But...what are your conditions?"