Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24489208-20131129203009/@comment-12599067-20131130010413

Azulon: "So my pa, he used to be a healer at the Chapel of Arkay in Cheydinhal. And back then, he would heal almost anyone who came by, because it was 'good for your soul' to help others."

He paused for affect and continued.

Azulon: "One day, this young Breton fella, what was his name.... Silas? Anywho, this Silas fella comes by and says 'Mr. Priest, I think I may be sick. I got bit by a Rat and now I'm feeling nauseous and I can barely walk. Can you help me?' And my pa, he says, 'Well sure! Just take a seat and I'll take a look atcha.'"

He paused to take a breath.

Azulon: "The next day, my pa comes by and talks to the Breton and he says, 'Well, sir, I've got good news and bad news.' And Silas, he says, 'I suppose I'll hear the bad news first.' My pa goes, 'Well, we've never seen this disease of yours. You'll probably die within a few days.' And Silas, he just looks at him and says nothin', because he's so shocked at this."

He takes another breath.

Azulon: "And Silas says 'Well, what's the good news?' My pa goes, 'Do you know that one priestess? The buxom one with the beautiful brown hair?' And Silas sits up and nods, 'cause she was a beautiful priestess indeed. And Silas, he goes, 'Did she say something?' And my pa just shakes his head and says, 'No, Mr. Silas, the good news is I'm sleeping with her.' And from that day on, my pa always shared good news with the sickly, no matter what that news might be."

Azulon looks around for approval.