"I understand." During that conversation with Ularik, "Is Arsur'anyodel a common faith among the dwarves? It doesn't seem to me that it would be?"
"No, not especially. I, however, had an unfortunate encounter with the Cult of Dresta in my youth. It was a Cleric of Arsur'Anyodel and the Constables of Mesada who saved my life. Long story short, the Cultist grabbed me off the street one night as I was returning home from an errand for my family. Apparently he wanted to use me as a sacrifice in some sort of ceremony. After going through our Constable training, I can see why he chose me though. I was young, not as strong as he, not aware of my surroundings, and mired in thought at the time. My inebriated state that night may have played a factor as well. At any rate, the Cleric of Arsur'Anyodel had been hunting the Cultist and, fortunately for me, cought up to him in Mesada. They started fighting, the noise they made and my screams of pain from my part in the ceremony alerted that districts Constable Unit. And, here we are."