Tale 126 told by Bishop on 28.11.2000
Enough to make you gag

So... the Justiciar, the Prophet, the Warder and I all stuck our hands deep
into the disgusting swamp muck.  Afterwords, we all had empty stomachs, dirty
hands and not much else.  Though they all seemed rather pleased, I for one was
not.  Then as we were leaving, I got stabbed in the back by a nearby cowardly
ruffian!!  We ended that fools life, but I was sick for hours.