It has its moments. But it has its bad ones, too. When I was four, there was some kind of madness and most of the gods were literally cast down and had to possess a worshipper and find some kind of magical items, and it left a lot of cleanup to be done, especially when some of them were actually killed in the whole crazy thing. There's monsters, and monsters in the form of people.

It keeps me busy, at least.

[ She draws a dagger from her belt and starts to slice the bread - a dark break, like a pumpernickle. ]