Mother Narya runs a charity and soup kitchen in six towers. She is either the nicest person in the neighborhood - possibly the city - or the absolute best liar.
My aunts are some of the nicest, kindest, most generous people in the world, but they are also HARD AS FREAKING IRON at the core.
My wife recognized this and is a little fussed at me.
This was the first Devil's Bargain he has turned down, and was a total GM victory moment.
So I went with it. She was totally convinced. He was sympathetic and helpful, and even agreed to help "fix the paperwork" for her.
At which point the rest of the crew showed up and very nearly bollixed it for him by claiming *they* owned it.
It worked.
And strangely, so did she.
Probably just a coincidence, though.
So, Vaughn can now shoot lightning, and we're doomed
"Look, I’m willing to support sleeping with the undead and acid trips with the undead but there are moral limits, folks."