The little funloving spark dissapeared for a brief moment from Tarquin's eyes as he stared the priest in the eyes. "I would just love to stay and chat about theology with you, priest. The gods of my homeland would most likely be most facinating to you. Now, I suggest you get us some holy water cor dealing with the beast. I can assure you that if the beast isn't dealt with swiftly there will be no one left for you to convert." The tall elf smiled a rather unnerving smile to the priest. "Do you understand what I am trying to say to you, or should I be more blunt, lotha nesst?"