Swamped

Well. There's one thing that's been on your mind for a while now.

"Who's Goan? Must be someone important if you're using their name as an oath."

They don't answer, but to your surprise, Yvonne does.

"Goan is dead."

You're about to ask for clarification when she continues.

"More than dead - forgotten. The other gods forbade their priests from speaking of Goan to the people, and so, in time, all knowledge of them was lost. Only a few scholars even know their name. But their domain, what they looked like... even why the gods punished them so severely... these things remain a mystery."

She turns to the prisoner.

"Now, I don't hear much about what's going on in the colonies. But I do know there's more than a few people who have problems with the church. And given our history with the human gods... well, who else is there to turn to, right?"

The prisoner scowls.

"You don't know anything."

"Nobody knows anything about Goan, save the gods themselves. So if you do have some information, feel free to share it."

The prisoner goes quiet again. You're not sure if that really helped.