Gale appreciated all of his followers, even if he rarely interacted with them aside from aiding them or listening to his prayers. But he had to admit, he was starting to get a favorite..

They were always in their temple, taking care of his statue and making sure the offerings were always fresh. Not only that, they would talk to him. Not just pray for guidance or miracles, they would talk to his statue about their life, their days and whatnot

After giving it some thought, he decided to meet them. He used his more humane form, but it was still obvious it was him, he feared not to be recognised. As he approach them from behind, he spoke in the softest tone he could, not wanting to startle them

“Greetings..”