“Ah, you’re awake, I see…” In his hands, Azel is idly tossing around an unknown black box, a few more piles of your things are sitting in front of him. “There were reports of a strange looking person falling from the sky; I found you and brought you back to my temple.” He rubs his chin thoughtfully. “Did you intend to visit Tanzanite and give these as offerings? If you did… I’m afraid it all looks worthless, I prefer a good meal or gold.”

Judging by your reactions, and the strange attire you’re in, Azel doesn’t feel like you’re from Tanzanite or even the continent at all. You could be a bandit, trying to steal or maybe you’re colluding with another faction but for once he has no clue.

“I’m quite busy today, in case you didn’t know. If you’re going to give me an offering, do it now before I lose interest.”