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Message: <blockquote data-quote="El Jefe" data-source="post: 3159259" data-attributes="member: 19990">At that, Khulig collapsed in laughter, interrupting Michael's words.  "Did ya hear that, Moar?  'We may have an epidemic here.'  Gods help us, we're done for sure.  'We may have an epidemic!'  Well, Father Michael, Builder of Sela-or-whatever-your-title-is, sure as the Six Towers stand, you do have an epidemic!  The most god-cursed epidemic I've ever seen, and I hope to never see it's like if I live to be a hundred, and that's not damn likely if I'm stuck in these mountains while it runs its course.  Tell you what, Brother Michael or Father Michael, no offense if I don't have it right, you see someone lurking in these hills gibbering that that crazy fella, (here he pointed to Zaeryl) you better have the best disease-curing magic any priest of any god can cast, or else just pepper the poor soul with arrows until he drops stone dead.  That'd be the most mercy you could do the poor blighter, and may the gods prevent it, but if I ever catch that damned disease, go ahead and give me a soldier's death and save me the suffering.  If I caught an animal suffering from that, I'd put him out of his misery, woudn't be right to let even a beast suffer like that.  'May have an epidemic'...yeah, Father Michael, you just 'may have an epidemic' after all."  He sat there on the ground next to the other two, giving Michael the sad, desperate grin of a man who's just seen the humor in his own execution, and who was determined to at least try to enjoy the joke before passing to the next world.</blockquote>

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