"The god of commerce!" he repeats with a laugh that comes close to a cackle. "Are you sure the Kerch aren't dwarves? Not that we have gods, we have paragons, but if we did..."

He starts with some bright blue paint this time, although having just used the red, it creates a messy sort of half-mixed purple F on the cardboard he's using.

"I usually find that invoking holy things is the most fun, but somehow not paragons..." he muses, swirling away at an almost passive-aggressively swirly set of letters. "Not that I respect them too much, there's just something a lot more fun in yelling about Andraste's ass than Paragon Ebyran's."