"I haven't really decided. Seems wisest that when there are giants about, best to stay far away from their feet, even when some might be on your side," Bel answered. Truthfully, as it happened. He'd made a few offerings to Mask when he first came to the surface, but that was largely out of the hope it meant that any god other than Lolth would have a claim on his soul. Other than that, it was mostly just whoever seemed like they might help out with what he was doing, or to bribe a god to stay away. (Which probably meant his last offering was to Umberlee, because most ship's crews were very clear that you made an offering to the Bitch Queen (or understood one was being made on your behalf as part of your fare), or you were tossed overboard at the first sign of storm or waves.)

Of course, other than a vague resentment that Someone had to accept his soul when he died, Bel also didn't trust most gods farther than he could throw them.