"Monster?  Really now.  You can lay a thousand crimes at my feet, but it's hardly my fault I was born."  Krunsh waves a hand airily.  "Anyway, it's no use -- just thinking out loud.  Committing some little blasphemy to spare your friends all kinds of suffering, it'd be almost<em>noble</em>of you.  Certainly not unforgivable.  Not worth my time, to be sure.  You'd have to pay a<em>real</em>price, something you can't just atone for."<br/><br/>He turns away, eagerly watching the halfling's face to see if the magic takes.