*Frump snorts loudly.*
"Who knows, perhaps you joined up with the cult only today? Or maybe you aren't a cultist at all, but some other form of deviant who would turn upon his betters, or a craven coward who speaks with great bluster but then will flee the moment things get tough. We need people of high moral caliber. Now, if you don't have anything more to say, why don't you get out of our sight? The true heroes are going to meet and discuss some secret info, and we don't want to let disgruntled ex-expedition members who go turncoat to the Lichwyrm dull Monemvassia's glory. I think that Quozen shall be Gloria's lieutenant. After all, who better than a Monk to go looking for a Monastery?"