LC: ((Frowning)) No. Should I have?

GC: Probably not. ((Smiling)) (You can't be involved in the conspiracy) Go fetch the Tartan Terror. He's also recently returned from abroad.

LC: It shall be done, my Goddess. ((Salutes and stalks off))

GC: (There goes one somber worshipper)

CL: ((Coming back with a plate of food)) Here you go Goddess.

GC: What is it?

CL: A couple of well-done steaks and some fried chicken.

GC: It's not Wumpus meat, is it?

CL: Excuse me? What's that?

GC: (Well, Cal's not involved.) ((Takes plate)) Mmmm...

Gerry (GE): ((Clumsily walking about the room, bumps into the Goddess))

GC: ((Drops her plate)) Aahh!

GE: Sorry Goddess! I didn't mean to... ((Faints))

[Fainting to avoid the Goddess' wrath is not recommended, but what else are you going to do? Run away? Fight? Beg for mercy? Oh, that might work...]

GC: ((Looking longingly at her food)) (This is NOT fair!) Disappointed!

CL: Oh my Goddess! I'll get you some more food. ((Skips off))

Lady Callisto returns with the Tartan Terror.

LC: The Tartan Terror, as you requested.

Tartan Terror (TT): Greetings Goddess.

GC: What? Oh, hello Judge Terror. Back from your vacation already?

TT: I couldn't stay away for long.

GC: Still have a backbone? You still have those quaint notions about the law?

TT: We must all abide by laws or we are no better than barbarians.

GC: I can respect that. To a point. I'll have need of you soon, and you too Faith Enforcer. But for now enjoy the party.

Lady Callisto and the Tartan Terror leave. Meanwhile, Gerry woke up and sneaked off while the Goddess was occupied.

GC: Where'd that Gerry go? He must be one of the traitors!

CL: ((Comes back with more food)) I got more meat for you Goddess.

GC: ((Takes plate)) You're a lifesaver, Priestess.