Ruel is out in the southwest end of Kiraavi's domain when he gets word: A particularly vicious god-fight up north has resulted in the death of one of the combatants and the displacement of nearly his entire follower base. Kiraavi's nearby priests are scrambling to help them leave and find them temporary refuge, and others are consulting with various friendly gods to try to find them suitable places to settle in the long term, but handling so many refugees at once is going to strain even Kiraavi's network of contacts. Ruel, then, is tasked with continuing south and west, after dropping his current traveling companion off at her destination, to meet with the new gods there and see what sorts of new followers they might be interested in having sent their way.
He only really has the one important question. "Do you know what kind of offering the god likes?"
"Oh, he likes food!"
Well, that's easy. Into the temple, then.
It has a nice conventional offering table and a priest who is stirring some kind of bubbling concoction.
He barely has to dig in his pack at all to retrieve what looks like a large cookie studded with dried fruit. "Greetings, Kaneer. I'm Ruel, a priest of Kiraavi of roads and travel, who is likely to be moving into this area soon. I offer you this travel biscuit, made of suet, wheat flour, and barley, and flavored with elderberry syrup and dried currants; it was baked in the domain of Listravestial, to the northwest. While none of its ingredients individually would be worth carrying with any regularity, biscuits like this have been an important source of sustenance for me for years now, and I appreciate the inventiveness involved in their creation."
"Thank you. I hear that you're in touch with Iabeltha; has she mentioned Kiraavi or the refugee problem he's working on to you?"
"I don't think there are many like that, but I can mention it. Is there anything in particular you look for in followers?"
"I'll pass that along. We're also interested in any suggestions of other nearby gods who might be interested in taking in settlers, and in any material support you might want to give - Kiraavi will of course tell the recipients of any aid you offer where it came from, and finds that refugees are often appreciative enough to make it very much worth the investment, if you have things to spare."
"I can arrange to transport it, if it's the type of food that'll keep for a few days."
"Thank you. When and where should I come for it, and about how much should I expect?"
Hmm... "I should be able to arrange for the transportation within a few days, then, I'll say four to be on the safe side."
"I haven't explored the area very much yet; if there's a dock near here that would work well, but otherwise here is probably fine if you don't mind the fuss near the temple."
"That sounds just fine; I'll be there."
He nods. "I can swim, and I'll let whoever I hire know they might need to."
He'll swing by the marina before he goes to hire wagons, to get a feel for the place.