"Right, right, I get it. Not every Troll meal is so heavily spiced so I'm sure she wouldn't have totally melted your guts. Maybe. I should go find myself a nice Troll woman and have her cook for me, I could play the role of a demigod for some nice, jerked chicken." He looked at Vincent and laughed softly. "Well it's good Sylavandra kept you from beginning a mad scientist and accidentally unleashing a plague on the world."<br/><br/>Louise wrinkled her nose and shook her head.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "That's gross, even I don't like going more than a day without bathing but I also work harder on a farm than you do being a priestess. So I just sweat more and occasionally bleed more if I'm not careful." </span>Animus looked at Jasmine and tilted her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I can handle buying materials, but the man was complaining about a sickness and I asked if he had been washing his hands and food. I had no intentions on buying someone and I hadn't even met Louise until she made the false claim to her father. But none of that matters now, she's here and in a better place. You want her working on a farm?"</span>She looked at Louise who smiled a little then nodded.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "Alright. I'll begin construction of one for her and then we'll decide what to put on it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>