Draiss stared back at the centaurs, before closing his eyes and making a note to never directly answer help requests again. He sighed once, irritated more at himself than anything else, before opening his eyes. "Too many people, everyone but the elders out, please."<br/><br/>Once the extras were out of the tent, he turned to the remaining handful of females, and tilted his head slightly. "How about we first figure out what the other wants from this deal, and then we can figure out how to help each other? What I require is worship, though I don't ask for much, a prayer a day at most, one or two of your herd to serve as priests, or the messenger of the god, me. They will get my requirements, and from there relay them to you."