Everything. Whatever they hide in those temples of theirs, that they keep hidden from us. No doubt those who would claim godhood have some claim to riches? They create orchards and buildings. Certainly they'd create more for themselves.

[ Most of this Malkus made up as he felt himself on a roll. He didn't honestly know if Hope or Fear or anybody actually had anything valuable. But if an appeal to the wallets of the masses was what they needed, Malkus could make whatever promise he needed to. ]

I personally mean information. I desperately need a... cure. Anything that could heal the populations of my world.