"I made no secret of any of these things. I hide nothing from the great god or his minions, nor ever have. I have nothing to hide."
"Perhaps. Such conduct is very unseemly—decidedly ungodlike. He should not have appeared to you, but to one of us, and in the temple."
"It is un-Sarpedionlike, certainly—all that Sarpedion has ever done for me is let me alone, and I have paid heavily for that."
"What bargain did you make with this Llosir? What was the price?"
"No bargain was made. I thought it strange, but who am I, an ordinary man, to try to understand the actions or the reasonings of a god? There will be a price, I suppose. Whatever it is, I will pay it gladly."
"You will pay, rest assured; not to this Llosir, but to great Sarpedion. I command you to destroy that image forthwith."
"You do? Why? Since when has it been against the law to have a personal god? Most families of Lomarr have them."
"Not like yours. Sarpedion does not permit your Llosir to exist."
"Sarpedion has nothing to say about it. Llosir already exists. Is the great god so weak, so afraid, so unable to defend himself against a one-man stranger that he...."
"Take care, smith—silence! That is rankest blasphemy!"