Chris rolled his eyes at the "humanitarian" pun. "Funny. Actually I'm a full vegan, not just vegetarian."<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Ah... I couldn't help but overhear, your friend, Chris, he's under some sort of curse? Surely you can break it?"<br/><br/>Ptricia shook her head. "More like a holy vow."<br/><br/>"Ah, a yamabushi? I sensed a power within him." She turned to Chris and gave a polite bow. "Such asceticism is worthy of great respect."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Chris shrugged. "Thanks, but it's not a vow. It is a curse." He sighed. "I know Soren told you about where he found me but when the Panzers showed up the Purgers had a mage still on the scene. Before he left he placed a strange but powerful curse on me. If I were ever to eat meat I'd go...well, a form of insane-a bit like the Drage trance but far more powerful. I'd grow in stature, lose my mind, become feral, see everything as food. And not the down-you-go-and-drink-this-you'll-be-fine kind of food-rip into pieces and eat it with no reformation whatsoever kind of food. It's pretty horrible." He looked at Ptricia. "And no, don't even try to break the curse. Powerful as I'm sure you are the curse is embedded in my DNA. If you tried to remove it what would be left of me could fit on a pinhead." He sighed. "Though no-one's ever tried it, so, I'm good, really."<br/>OOC: The curse will more than likely feature much later, near the main story's conclusion.