"Yes. There are many Kasonlik people doing business locally, and they brought the traditional beliefs from south of the Rommel Mountain Range with them. It's very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly either. If you need to know more, you can visit the Kasonlik merchants' chamber of commerce."
"For fire worship, ask the innkeeper Tyles. For southern beliefs, ask the chamber of commerce."
Shade noted these things down. The bard was not surprised in the least when he took out a notebook to record them:
"Also, although the Cult of the legendary Great One of Old Days, the Twins God, no longer exists, there should be some local experts studying that subject. You can ask professional folklore professors. Middlesburg has a university as well."
Shade nodded.
"Is there anything else? For example, death worship?"
As though reminded of something, the bard struck his right palm with his clenched left fist.
"Yes, yes, but calling it worship would not be accurate. It would be more appropriate to say that we revere death. Our city is especially concerned with death. I have always believed that death is the beginning of another great adventure. Perhaps the world after death is quite wonderful."
Unfortunately, the world after death was merely a stretch of water, and souls could only keep walking onward.
"So there are no local groups that worship death?"
"If there were, the Orthodox Church would have shut them down long ago. Doesn't the Nature Church always preach it? The great Lord of Nature holds dominion over the power of death."
The bard traced a holy emblem over his chest, and Shade understood that he was a believer in the God of Nature. The God of Nature's holy emblem was two overlapping leaves. The corpse carrier who had transported Mr. Sparrow's body