The Great Realignment

As a Third Bishop of Laka these past ten years, I'd gotten good at the Daily Sacrifices. My cuts were clean, my smoke thick, my chanting quite beautiful, if I said so myself.

But then came the Great Realignment. Laka, while remaining infallible, had to appeal to a modern congregation. The Daily Sacrifices were no longer necessary.

I was an almost forgotten outland missionary. And this locals didn't follow Laka, but liked the smells and sounds, so I kept doing them.

Thus, I was saved from Laka's Curse.

Unless it really was a disease that spread quickly through populated areas.