"I did not know about the rat god. If I find Aroden's face I will eat it."

"No one here knows about the rat god! To be fair she does not have any worshippers unless you count rats and does not do very many human-legible things. I support you in eating Aroden's face, if you happen to find it."

"I bet gods're yummy."

"Can't be that hard, at least, if even a rat can do it."

"Hmm, I don't know, there are a lot of rats, maybe a billion rats try to eat a god every year and only one has ever gotten very far."

"I guess. Maybe Aroden's Starstone precautions are really mostly against ascending lots and lots of random cockroaches."

This earns him a cackle. "All hail the roach god! Burn offerings of random crumbs! Oh no, he saw the burnt offering's light and hid under the cupboard!"

"If you want to stop the afterlives from being overrun by ascended spiders you gotta put your Starstone in a death castle with a moat around it. No other option."

"Some spiders can fly. Or, well, get over moats, anyway, they have web things that help them."

"Well, probably there are air defenses against flying spiders."

"I will be sure to take this into account when considering whether to attempt the Starstone in the form of a spider."

"Have you looked into - all the successes have been human, right, and people styled Aroden the god of humanity - it'd be kind of stupid if that were literally a criterion and probably ninety percent of attempts have been humans just because most adventurers are, but -"

"Yeah, I don't know about that part. Most adventurers are human by a long shot and he had a handful of elf clerics. Surface elves, but."

"Well. Shall we go do some windowshopping?"

They can go look at the castle and speculate about how she'll get in when the time comes.

The next day he can mask up and they can show up in Sothis, go bother Fazil.

Fazil takes tour groups to Axis and teaches a class on Law aimed at adventurers; he looks delighted to see them, and hugs Hagan for a long time. His wife is named Hamida and she is quiet and very slightly wary of all his adventurer friends; she sits in a rocking chair in their parlor, watching Hagan with their baby Nasim like he might forget the baby isn't a greatsword or something.

Hagan does not even use a greatsword and is not confused about this at all! He kisses each of the baby's knuckles and then declares that she is perfect, "which is very silly of you, if you have the best one first then all the rest are slightly disappointing."

"Somehow I do not expect to have that problem."

"Congratulations on... that," says Belmarniss, trying not to make too much of a face. "Hagan, she's drooling on your hair."

"She is. I think she has your jawline," he adds to Fazil.

"I think you went blind at the Worldwound."

"Oh, I did. It's all the fashion at the Worldwound, you level faster."

"Their clerics are cut rate so Fy had to lead him everywhere for several days, but kept slipping accidentally out of the leash."

Fy hisses indignantly. 

"She says she did it on purpose."

        "Is it safe for the baby," Hamida says. 

"Being around Fy? Yeah, Fy won't hug her if I don't tell her to. She's the safest baby in Sothis, really, all these adventurers here."

"I won't hug her either," mutters Belmarniss under her breath. "When will Nasim, like, talk?"