<br/>"Not the kind food can sate?"  The woman looked puzzled.  "I don't know all the history you probably seek.  One of your kind knows far more than I, we being simple folk.  But a great battle, a holy war, broke out between the Churches.  No one knows why.  Some say it was started by evil...influences of some kind.  Others say it was greed.  But over twenty years...most of the time I have been alive...the battle raged, and church after church burned.  Now there is little left of the Churches.  Most folk keep to themselves, having little to do with gods or churches.  We are trying to start a farm again, grow our own food, maybe sell some, to get back on our feet."<br/><br/>"Tell me more about you and your kind.  I still think you are a Fallen, but there is nothing I can do about it if you are anyway."