Shannon chuckled, rich and deep in her chest. "You would listen to this man, this man that claims to have the ear of your God, speaks to him for you. Yet takes your money, what little you have... What does your god need with Money? Loki does not ask for something he does not need, and you can hardly spare, but trinkets. Furs. Food you can spare, drink you do not need." She was aiming to paint the priest as evil, rather than gain Loki a pile of junk.
"He will bestow upon you something your God denies." Her eyes cut to Loki and she pulled a face. Not something the humans below her would notice, but it was just a flinch of teeth, because she had no idea what he could, or would, do for these people.