God, if you do exist, please. Just one little pothole. I will now pray to Crom as Conan the Barbarian would for a bumpy road:
Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that we need a bumpy road. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Crom... so grant me one request. Grant me a bumpy road! And if you do not listen, then to HELL with you!
