Dahozhoni Meadow Darling Danger

Huh, how cool was that - the god that Ingram claimed to live in his brain-folds had a cool name. Dreadfather. Dwin was tempted to tease him by asking if that ritual of his and late wife's had been along the lines of a simple dalliance in parsley beds, but decided not to. You had to treat mad people with care and respect. You did not make fun of people's beliefs right straight up in their faces. After all to him that Dreadfather was just as real as God Almighty was to others. 

"Because Sir Fluffy Lovecheeks Bunnybottom, which reflects your affectionate and caring personality so well, would simply not make the right impression, would it?" she laughed cheerfully.