Montis heard the young man's words, he walked into a silent alley and quickly draped himself more like a poor man, a sturdy cloak appeared and he wrapped it around himself he bended his stature and walked back to the town's square where the fire was still burning. He walked closer to the man that stood with his back towards him and spoke in a voice that was a little weaker than normal, but one who had heard him speak would recognise it;

[b]'young man, are you offering all of that? I am very hungry and I would like a bite.'[/b]

This way, Montis figured, the man before him would know that he was the god that just spoke to him in disguise, and the people would get it if he gave the 'poor old beggar' some of his offering. He wouldn't be recognised by them but moreover he would most definitely get some of the delicious smelling goat.