[He seemed to like the offering of fire roasted potatoes-- and that was good enough in Waver's opinion. A god who didn't approve of potatoes in some manner wasn't a god that he cared to recognize, regardless of their relative power. Waver just held it out for the giant inferno dog as if he were no more threatening than a domesticated Arcanine, eyeing him curiously while the offering was enjoyed.]
....Why did you do it, anyway? Help us, that is. How did you even know it was happening?
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....Why did you do it, anyway? Help us, that is. How did you even know it was happening?