The Spirit Sage!

The stranger started to explain more about his beliefs. His religion seemed to be in agreement with what Alarik believed to be true: everyone was born with their story already written. He nodded a bit when the man told him that even their meeting was meant to be. Alarik did believe that. Believing everything was meant to be gave him a sense of comfort in his life.

As for the rest, about the good becoming Great Sky Spirits and the wicked being sent to hell to suffer? Well, he couldn't be sure. But he admired the stranger for his convictions. And then, he introduced himself. "Mystro," Alarik repeated, a small smile on his lips. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Alarik."

He was quiet again for a time, looking up at the stars and admiring them for what he had always believed them to be. "I admire you for your beliefs, Mystro. And they make a lot of sense to me."