You're a practiced orator and a good speaker

While some might imagine priests to be stuffy, you've always found that the most effective approach is to be kind - not only kind, but even charming. You're an experienced speaker, not only of sermons but of personal anecdotes, conversations, and intimate confidences as well. People find themselves drawn to you - no doubt in part because you're so firm in your faith and so clear about who you are and why you do what you do. You hang onto that faith and that honesty as a source of power, for you've found that a well-placed word can smooth over more conflicts than any sword can end.

You sigh. Of course, words won't buy you passage on a caravan out of town...though you wish they would. You arrived here with your group of friends, decided to stay to look for adventure and make your own way, and have since been bored out of your skull. It's possible there isn't any adventure to be had here, you reflect morosely. But now you've not enough coin left to leave...

Gorto snaps you out of your dour contemplations by thunking two foamy mugs of ale onto the bar in front of you. "Here yeh go, Gavilard," he says cheerily. "Enjoy 'em!" You nod your thanks and pass a couple of coins across the bar in payment.