Malkai soon returned for his looting, but didn't turn out much. Seemed like the church wasn't really full of wealth, though the pantry had a fresh wheel of cheese. Taking that and a loaf of bread Malkai arrived just in time to see the end of the Oracle's speech. Malkai had never fought for gods before, and never a threat this big, but none of that particularly perturbed Malkai. He was just being hired to do another job, doing what he does best: Fighting. Leave the religious aspect of it to the clerics.

Stopping by Flan and Lotte the hulking orc offered them cheese and bread as he had a few questions to ask. Mercenary stuff. [color=00a651]"What's da pay? Pro-bono iz fine an' all when da dark comes knockin', but no sense in risking our arse fer da world dat don't care two spits."[/color] Malkai understood the premise of course, it's not as if he can just ignore these fallen gods running rampant in the world. But that's no excuse for him to risk his life and just be written off as a casualty of chaos. He wants either fame or fortune for his efforts, and if there isn't any to be had than Malkai will just deal with them when he gets around to it.

[color=00a651]"An' as boney said, wot do we do first? Go find one dem gods and krump em, or gather up powa? Fine with either, s'long da lootz gud."[/color] He said as he stuffed a bit of cheese and bread into his mouth.