“What did you trade for your powers?” asked Adrian.
The two of them come from visiting the semi-sentient force of nature who granted wishes, for a price.
“I traded my ability to eat pork,” Diana replied, stroking the campfire.
Adrian snorted. “Pretty good deal, considering you’re Jewish.”
“The force of nature didn’t know that, and there was no reason to mention it. Anyway, what about you?”
“I traded my ability to have children.”
Diane winced. “Ouch, biggie.”
“Not really. I promised my first born to the witch who gave me that enchanted sword, so now I don’t have to pay.”