Erevan chuckles. "You don't have to tell me. I was a mortal, long, long ago... a couple decades after I died, it turns out I'd been a big enough hero to attract worshipers, and, so here I am." "You make a tempting offer, Draiss," Sharlin says, ignoring Erevan. "And, if the rest of them are anything like your angel, I think I would quite enjoy being amongst them..." "Hey, now, I traveled alone for centuries, thank you. I quite enjoy having a companion by my side... makes it an extra challenge." "A<em>challenge?!</em>Is that all I am to you?" "No, no, of course not. You're also a good lay," he says, with a barking laugh, the gnoll woman snarling, and clenching her fists.