The people listen in awe to Xanfire's rhetoric.
"Well, that seems reasonable!" (and) "Crazy old farmer!" and other murmurs are heard.
Several of those in the crowd are followers of Iomedae, and they crowd around Xanfire, recognizing their amazingly famous Hierophant. "It's Xanfire!" "Pious Xanfire, tell us more? Like, why are we here?" "Xanfire, Xanfire, can you heal my brother" "No, heal me! I am afflicted with a bald patch (sob)" "Should I buy shoes or boots?" "Moron, he's a spiritual leader: ask him in the form of a moral question" "Oh, sorry. Xanfire, is it *right* to buy shoes or boots?" The crowd shuffles closer. Inappropriately closer for some.