Stephan thinks for a moment, and begins to speak.
"Well I know this tale of a mermaid, and a sailor. This isn't your average tale though, the mermaid was actually a witch, and the sailor a cleric of goodness, and purity. When they met on some rocks in the middle of a storm the mermaid saved the man, and brought him back to her lair. She had seen him from afar, and wanted to make him hers.
He wasn't so happy about that idea because she was an evil witch, and so she went about trying to corrupt this cleric. She tried for twelve days, and twelve nights before on the thirteenth day he cracked. He swore that he would commit the evilest act he knew before sunset to prove himself. The mermaid smiled, and gave him a magic rope, dagger, and vial. The vial contained a sleeping potion that no-one could resist. The dagger would kill you with just a nick, or scratch. The rope was enchanted, so that after it had bound someone it would never let go until they were dead. The cleric picked up these tools, and told her he would be back with a proper sacrifice soon.
He left for almost the entire day. The mermaid was starting to get worried when he arrived at the entrance to the cave. He showed her a bottle of fine wine that he had lifted off of his victim, and he wanted to share it with her. She accepted, and took a long drink. When she woke next, she was bound with her own rope on an altar next to another man. She saw that the cleric was standing there with the knife. He smiled at her, and told her that the evilest thing he could imagine would be to kill everything, and everyone.
He killed both the witch, and the man that night before leaving in the morning to keep killing. They say that if you see a lone cleric who asks to share your fire, and offers you wine, then you should kill him before he kills you."
Stephan lets the tale sit for a moment trying to see who liked it, and who didn't.
"And this is why you should be careful with what you wish for."
